Varys' words weren't enough. Nothing was enough. Hope imagined what would happen to Vincent and Max if Ethan got his hands on them and bit her lip so hard blood seeped into her mouth."Hope, calm down."Varys' words were as if they were underwater. She could hear them, but they were dull and couldn't break through the wall of panic.

 "Report," Varys barked at the phone in his car.Fuzzy static answered him."Report!" Vary tried again.His first wave wouldn't stay quiet like this. Ethan had managed to take them out. He hadn't

"You really thought you could get away from me, Hope? Your detective is dead, I tore out his insides and kept them just for you. And as for your mafia boyfriend? Well, I'm having him drawn and quartered as we speak, so very slowly.""No!" Hope rushed at Ethan but he waved his hand and she was stuck in the air twisting and turning in his grip. "Bastard!""You should be grateful, Hope. I let your unc

"Are those wraps getting bloodier?" Hope questioned as she probed Max's side.The man grit his teeth. "Damn it, Hope, stop prodding me, I'm not a piece of meat here, not for you anyway."

Hope was in the strange guard's hold as the doctor hovered over Max. "Here, take these, you'll feel better in no time."Max's eyes were rolling by this point, but he listened to the words. He opened his mouth and the strange pills vanished within. He swallowed and Hope winced. "What did you give him?" she demanded as she struggled to break free. The man's grip was like an iron vice. Nothing she did was budging him, and the way he stared at her as if she didn't exist. It gave her the creeps.