Chapter 200 - Kiema

A distant bell rang somewhere in the building, stopping whatever it was I was going to say. I looked around the room. "What was that?"

Saint's brow furrowed. "The building doorbell for lack of a better term. It goes off if the door doesn't open within a certain amount of time after being rung the first time." He looked down at his nakedness. Looked back up at me. One eyebrow raised. "Little help, please?"

I smiled and dressed him with a thought.

I gave Ransom a shirt as well since he'd sacrificed his own to cover my ass on the frantic run to the warehouse.

We all left the fifth level and went to the elevator.

Ransom pulled his phone from his pocket. After he tapped a couple buttons, he lifted the phone up and out from his body. "Hello. We're coming down. Who are you?" he asked.

I shifted to look into the screen. A small group of men were waiting near the front business entrance door.

The man in the front of the group jumped when Ransom's voice filtered out. He looked