Zane's POV
I sat on my bed, phone in hand, staring at Belle's voicemail for what felt like the hundredth time. Her voice, though automated and distant, still brought a rush of emotions every time I heard it.
"Hi, this is Belle. I can't answer the phone right now. Please leave a message, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
Fuck! I needed to get to her brother, Ben Perri, as soon as possible.
But before I could send a message to Fletcher to help me get Ben Perri's details, Zeke called, and I smiled. "Hello, brother," I said as I answered.
"Hey Zane, what's up?" He asked.
"I am alright I guess," I replied.
"Whatever is wrong with you, fix it," Zeke said, but I could tell how concerned he was from his tone.
"Yes brother, I always do," I replied.
"Good. Any headway on the attack?" Zeke asked.