CHAPTER 37 - ZEKE
Nobody messes with Tobias Eaton. That includes:
abducting his girlfriend/ best friend/ my best friend
taking his chocolate cake
or restraining him when he's infuriated and in a deadly state
Amar had intercepted a radio transmission that one of the guard pairs use and gave them fake orders to retrieve Beatrice. For some reason, the guards work in pairs here. And boy did Tris look bad when those guards shoved her out the door. Her eyes were red from crying and her clothes hung loose on her. Her blonde hair was plain and loose in its ponytail. But was worse was her reaction to the guards and their heavy guns. She eyed them carefully. Thank God Tobias was with Amar patrolling two blocks down. Tobias would have either had a heart attack seeing Tris in this condition or would have blown our cover and ran out to get her.
I raise the microphone to my lips and grin at the idiot guards from my hide out.
"We have the girl. What is your next order?" the guards mutters into his device.
"Say goodbye to your dumb a**es," I laugh.
Tris' face goes slack with shock. And then the slightest grin spreads onto her face.
"Zeke! Where are you!" she screams into the air, opening her arms wide and smiling. Her guards advance upon her, grabbing her arms and pinning them behind her back. Her smile immediately fades. The first guard reaches for the door handle; but I'm faster.
I lift my gun and shoot the door knob. He screams in shock and immediately turns around and points his gun in my direction. The second guard knocks Tris to her knees.
"You shoot us, we shoot her!" the guard yells in my direction. They both rest the barrels of their weapons on either side of Tris' head. She is shivering violently. I have to get her out of there without getting either of us killed. Or anyone in general.
Time for Plan B.