The Golden Lily Chapter 20

GETTING TO TREY was more difficult than one might expect. A young lady getting into the folks' residence at typical hours would've been troublesome enough. In any case, after time limit? In the night? About outlandish. I needed to fall back on imaginative alternatives and called Eddie while I was driving Adrian home. One thing I never needed to feel remorseful about was calling Eddie at any hour. He kept his ringer on (causing Micah a deep sense of pleasure, no uncertainty), and I presumed he laid down with the telephone close to his pad. â€Å"Yes?† Eddie's voice was caution and prepared, as if he wasn't snoozing by any stretch of the imagination. That was exactly how he was. â€Å"I need you to go check whether you can wake up Trey,† I let him know. â€Å"Sonya's been seized and is being held at some odd compound with a logo like Trey's tattoo. We have to discover what he knows.† This was the first run through Eddie was finding out about Sonya's seizing, yet he didn't request additional data †or how I'd known her area. He realized she'd been in peril as of late, and this fast message was sufficient to make him go. I didn't actually have a clue what might happen when Eddie found Trey, seeing as there was no chance I'd have the option to converse with Trey myself until morning. All things considered, we needed to begin some place. â€Å"Okay,† said Eddie. â€Å"I'm on it. I'll call you back.† We separated, and I smothered a yawn. â€Å"Well, here goes nothing. How about we trust Eddie can discover something.† â€Å"Preferably without pounding Trey in the process,† said Adrian. He cuddled against the front seat, the main sign that he also was feeling tired from our late night. He'd since a long time ago changed over from a vampire's nighttime plan. â€Å"Since that may restrain the amount we can discover out.† I scowled. â€Å"If Trey's some way or another engaged with this, I don't know I need to make an effort not to stress about him. What's more, yet†¦ I can't accept he is.† â€Å"People fool each other constantly. Take a gander at you. You think Trey knows you're a piece of a mystery society assisting with keeping vampires escaped the world?† â€Å"Actually†¦ yes.† I halted at a red light and recalled a portion of Trey's unusual practices. â€Å"He knows Jill's a Moroi, I'm practically sure of it. He didn't see immediately, however when he did, he continued advising me to keep her covered up. At that point after Sonya was assaulted, he instructed me to remain safe.† A terrible acknowledgment was occurring to me. â€Å"He knew. He realized I was companions with Sonya. He presumably thought about the assault and never said anything!† â€Å"Not an amazement if his gathering's working counter to yours.† Adrian's tone mellowed. â€Å"If it causes you to feel better, it seems like he was somewhat tangled in the event that he was attempting to caution you.† â€Å"I don't have a clue about that it does. Gracious, Adrian.† I pulled up before his structure and saw the yellow Mustang lit up in the streetlight. â€Å"You left the vehicle out. You're fortunate it didn't get towed.† â€Å"I'll move it,† he said. â€Å"And don't see me like that. It's inside a half-mile span. I'm not breaking your rules.† â€Å"Just be careful,† I mumbled. He opened Latte's entryway and looked back at me. â€Å"You sure you need to return to the school? You'll be secured until morning.† â€Å"Not much I can do up to that point at any rate. I need to be there the moment I can gain admittance to Trey. I'll trust in Eddie for now.† Adrian looked hesitant to leave me however at last gestured. â€Å"Call in the event that you need anything. I'm going to continue attempting to check whether I can discover Sonya in her fantasies. Didn't have a lot of karma earlier.† One of soul's all the more perplexing forces was the client's capacity to barge in on the fantasies of others. â€Å"Is she just not asleep?† â€Å"That, or drugged.† Neither one of the options caused me to feel any better. He gave me one final, waiting look before leaving. I came back to Amberwood where a languid understudy assistant waved me in without remark. Mrs. Climates had since a long time ago returned home, and her short-term inclusion didn't appear to be especially worried about my comings and goings. As I was strolling up the steps, my telephone rang. Eddie. â€Å"Well, it took everlastingly, yet I at long last woke his flat mate up,† he let me know. â€Å"And?† â€Å"He's not there. I surmise he wasn't the previous evening either. A family emergency.† â€Å"No word on when he'll be back?† I was starting to think about Trey's â€Å"family stuff† may be more deceptive than I'd estimated. I was additionally ready to wager he wasn't the just one with a sun tattoo. â€Å"No.† I DRIFTED IN AND OUT of rest that night. My body was depleted from the enchantment, yet I was too nervous about Sonya to completely yield to the exhaustion. I keep awakening and checking my mobile phone, apprehensive I'd missed some call †in spite of the way that it was on its most intense setting. I at last surrendered and got up two or three hours before the cafeteria's morning meal started. When I'd showered and dressed †and put my espresso creator into high apparatus †I was once more into open hours nearby. Not that it did me much good. I made two additional calls from that point onward, first to Spencer's to check whether Trey was working. I didn't anticipate that him should be, however it was a decent reason to check whether he'd been there over the most recent few days. He wasn't. My next call was to Stanton, revealing Sonya's vanishing. I disclosed to her we had a lead that associated one of my colleagues to the vampire trackers and that Sonya was likely being held at a compound outside of town. I didn't expand on how I knew, and Stanton was diverted enough by the hijacking when all is said in done to ask considerably more. At breakfast, I discovered my â€Å"family† sitting with Micah over at West's cafeteria. Eddie, Angeline, and Jill's grieved faces disclosed to me they all thought about Sonya. Micah was brightly talking about something, and I had an inclination his quality was keeping the others from examining what they truly needed to. At the point when Micah went to ask Eddie something, I hung over and mumbled to Jill, â€Å"Get him out of here.† â€Å"Tell him to go?† she murmured back. â€Å"If you have to. Or then again go with him.† â€Å"But I need to †â€Å" She bit her lip as Micah's consideration came back to her. She looked troubled about what she needed to do, however before long put on the settled articulation that as of late I'd regularly observed her wear. She gestured toward Micah's plate. â€Å"Hey, would you say you are about done? I have to mind something with Miss Yamani. Will you accompany me?† Micah lit up. â€Å"Of course.† When both of them were gone, I went to Eddie and Angeline. â€Å"Any indication of Trey?† I inquired. â€Å"No,† said Eddie. â€Å"I checked in again toward the beginning of today. His flat mate's beginning to loathe me. Can't state I fault him.† â€Å"This is driving me crazy!† I stated, feeling like I could waste tons of effort. â€Å"We're so close but then powerless. Consistently that passes by is another that Sonya doesn't have.† He frowned. â€Å"Are we sure she's alive?† â€Å"She was last night,† I said. Both Eddie and Angeline took a gander at me in surprise. â€Å"How do you know?† she inquired. â€Å"Um, well, I †no way!† My jaw dropped as I gazed past Eddie. â€Å"It's Trey!† sufficiently sure, a dim looked at Trey had recently entered the cafeteria. Soggy hair demonstrated an ongoing shower, however there were wounds and scratches all over him that I could no longer ascribe to football. Eddie was moving before I could state another word, and Angeline and I rushed to follow. I half-expected Eddie to handle Trey without further ado. Rather, Eddie strolled directly before Trey and blocked him from entering the food line. I was in the nick of time to hear Eddie state, â€Å"No breakfast today. You're accompanying us.† Trey began to dissent and afterward observed Angeline and me. Jill out of nowhere showed up also, having evidently lost Micah. A dismal look crossed Trey's highlights †nearly vanquished †and he gave an exhausted gesture. â€Å"Let's go outside.† When we'd cleared the entryway, Eddie seized Trey and pushed him against the structure. â€Å"Where's Sonya Karp?† Eddie requested. Trey looked justifiably astounded. Eddie was slender and ripped, yet the vast majority thought little of exactly how solid he was. â€Å"Eddie, back off!† I murmured, looking around precariously. I had a similar urge, valid, however our cross examination wouldn't get much of anywhere if an instructor stopped by and thought we were messing up another understudy. Eddie discharged Trey and ventured back, however there was as yet a risky flash in his eyes. â€Å"Where's the compound you're holding her at?† That appeared to wake Trey out of his languid state. â€Å"How do you think about that?† â€Å"We'll ask the questions,† said Eddie. He didn't contact Trey once more, yet his nearness and stance left no inquiry he would go to boundaries if necessary. â€Å"Is Sonya still alive?† Trey delayed, and I nearly anticipated a disavowal of information. â€Å"Y-yes. For now.† Eddie snapped once more. He snatched the front of Trey's shirt and twitched him close. â€Å"I swear, in the event that you and your destroyed partners lay one hand on her †â€Å" â€Å"Eddie,† I cautioned. For a second, Eddie didn't move. At that point, hesitantly, he discharged Trey's shirt, yet stayed where he'd been standing. â€Å"Trey,† I started, keeping the equivalent sensible tone I'd recently utilized with Eddie †all things considered, Trey and I were companions, isn't that so? â€Å"You need to support us. It would be ideal if you assist us with discovering Sonya.† He shook his head. â€Å"I can't, Sydney. It's to your benefit. She's malevolent. I don't have the foggiest idea what stunt she's played on you or how she has this figment going on that conceals her actual character, yet you can't confide in her. She'll turn on you. Let us †let us do what we need to.† The words were all right, rig