Chapter 73: Good Cop, Bad Cop


    I woke up the next morning to the sun streaming in through the massive window as it rose over the


    ocean. My night of ecstasy with Enzo made me temporarily forget about the horrors that happened in


    the forest the night before, but as I rolled over and realized that Enzo was no longer there, I suddenly


    sat up and remembered everything.


    Feeling a pit in my stomach as I worried where Enzo might have gone, I quickly crawled out of the


    enormous king-sized bed and looked around for my clothes.


    After I looked around for a minute, I finally found my clothes; they had


    already been washed and dried, and were folded neatly on a chair by the window. Had Enzo done this


    for me? I couldn’t help but smile a bit as I put on the clean clothes, my smile growing as I realized that


    they smelled like him now. He had left one of his hoodies for me as well on the chair. I put it on


    gratefully and inhaled his scent.


    “Enzo?” I called, poking my head out of the bedroom door once I was dressed. I looked both ways in


    the dark hallway and didn’t see anyone, but I heard voices downstairs.


    When I walked downstairs, Lewis and another man were talking in the kitchen in hushed voices. I


    couldn’t quite make out what they were saying, but by the time I was close enough to be able to hear


    anything, they both snapped their heads up as I approached and halted their conversation.


    “Good morning,” I said timidly, hoping that they hadn’t heard my moans the night before and that they


    hadn’t seen me naked in the backyard during our midnight swim. “Have either of you seen Enzo?”


    Lewis turned around to look at me. His face appeared weathered from years of hard work, but his


    green eyes were still bright, a stark contrast from his


    tanned skin. He wasn’t much taller than me, but he had broad shoulders and a muscr build. He wore


    jeans and a dirty denim jacket, as though he was dressed to do manualbor. The other man was


    dressed simrly, although he was much taller andnkier.


    “Your prisoner woke up a little while ago,” Lewis replied, nodding his head toward the basement door.


    “Enzo is down there questioning him.”


    I nodded and muttered a word of thanks, turning and walking over to the door. Lewis called after me: “I


    wouldn’t go down there if I were you, kid,” he said sternly. “It might not be pretty.”


    I lingered for a moment with my hand on the doorknob, wondering if I should just turn back and wait for


    Enzo, but decided against it. “It’s alright,” I said, opening the door. “I’m the one Ronan was hunting,


    anyway.”


    Lewis didn’t stop me as I headed down the basement steps, but I heard him pick up his conversation


    where he left off with the other man. Did I hear him whisper something about a hybrid?


    As I descended into the cool basement, I heard the sound of Enzo’s muffled voiceing from a room


    in the back. Biting my lip, I quietly walked toward the door to listen in on what he was saying.


    “Tell me who sent you, or I’ll take your finger,” I heard him growl, followed by a chuckle that sounded


    like it came from Ronan.


    “I’m not telling you shit,” Ronan replied.


    I heard the sound of skin hitting skin and a grunt, as if Enzo was punching Ronan. My eyes widened as


    I leaned closer to the door, horrified at what I heard on the other side.


    Suddenly, the noise stopped. I heard the sound of approaching footsteps on the cement floor and


    jumped back just in time for Enzo to yank the door open with a concerned look on his face.This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    “I figured you were out here,” he said quietly, barring me with his body from seeing Ronan. “I don’t want


    you seeing this. It’s no ce for a girl like you.”


    “A girl like me?” I asked, folding my arms. “You think I can’t handle blood? I’m the one Ronan was


    hunting; I think I have the right to be here while you interrogate him.”


    Enzo paused for a moment. There was blood on his knuckles and sweat caked to his forehead. Finally,


    after I red at him for several seconds, he sighed and stepped out of the way. I walked past him to


    see Ronan tied to a chair in the middle of the room. He had a bruise on his cheek, but otherwise


    seemed fine.


    “Ah, Nina,” Ronan said in a sing-song voice as I entered the room. “Lovely to see you. Would you be so


    kind as to tell your boyfriend that he’s wasting his time trying to get me to talk? It’s not gonna happen.”


    Frowning, I nced over my shoulder at Enzo to see him still standing in front of the door with an angry


    expression, his red eyes fixed on Ronan as he clenched and unclenched his jaw. I turned back to face


    Ronan, narrowing my eyes at him. “Why not?” I asked, slowly approaching him.. I could feel Enzo’s


    eyes on the back of my head, but for some reason, I felt wholly confident that I could get


    Ronan to talk. It was almost as if there was something inside of me, giving me strength and confidence


    that I didn’t always possess before this moment.


    I walked up to Ronan and ced my hands on the arms of the chair leaning over him so that our faces


    were mere inches apart. His eyes shed orange as I stared into them, but there was a small amount


    of fear behind his gaze.


    “Tell me why you’ve been hunting us,” I said, my voice low.


    Ronan swallowed and nced over my shoulder. I shot my hand out and grabbed his face, holding it


    still so he was forced to look into my eyes. Now, the fear in his eyes was even greater. I couldn’t


    exin how I was making him so afraid, but whatever it was seemed to be working, because he spilled


    the details only momentster.


    “Listen,” he said, his voice shaking as I continued to stare into his eyes. “I’m just the middleman. I’m


    only doing this because she paid me well.”


    “She? Who is she?” I growled.


    “The witch,” he replied. “Rhea. She said I need to bring you to her. She says thest guy failed, and if I


    fail too, she’ll kill me like she did to him.”


    My mind raced with a million thoughts. Was he referring to K? Had K also been hired by this Rhea


    woman to bring me to her?


    “Why?” I asked. “Why me?”


    Ronan shook his head vigorously. “I don’t know. She wouldn’t tell me; she just said to find you and


    bring you to her.”


    I let go of Ronan’s face finally and stepped back, turning to look at Enzo. He was still standing by the


    door, his arms folded across his chest. I nodded, walking up to him. “He’s telling the truth,” I whispered


    as I nced over to see Ronan, the man who I had once viewed as tough and manly, now sobbing


    uncontrobly out of fear with his chin on his chest.


    “How do you know?” Enzo asked.


    I shrugged, pushing past him to open the door.” call it a sixth sense.”