"Mancini when are you going to make that call?" He checked his watch. "They're seven hours ahead so it's what, ten in the morning? I say we get some rest and come back at it in a few. I'll make the call then." We all agreed and the men got to their feet to leave. Mancini pressed some buttons and the board slid into the casing on the wall and disappeared. "Just in case the girls should find their way in here." Not sure how they would do that seeing as how the shit has more security than Fort Knox, but he was right. These women are resourceful if nothing else. As the rest of us headed back to the cottages leaving Lyon and Mancini in the mansion, the tension was heavy. "You know they killed your CO right?" Ah damn Law, not now. "The rest of you really think I don't want to end these fucks? But what happens if we go after them before we get those girls back? Did any of you think of that?" That's why he's our fearless leader, because he thinks about

I must've dozed off because the next thing I knew there was movement coming from the bedroom. I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. It was ten o'clock local time. I'd had five solid that was good enough. My first thoughts were happy, she was here, and then I remembered that I couldn't have her. "Fuck!" I headed into the shower and got myself together letting the water beat down on me, clear my head. It was obvious she'd already been in there because of the used towel that was neatly folded over the rack and the condensation on the shower door. I stared at that towel like a freak for a solid five seconds before shaking myself out of it. I took my time in there shaving and puttering around, afraid to go out there and face her. Shit, I didn't think to get my clothes from the bedroom. I looked at the clothes I slept in with distaste, no fucking way. Who are you getting pretty for Dev? Fuck you! Swear to fuck my subconscious laughed at me. I

Nothing was going to make this shit better except Khalil's head on a platter. Before I wanted him dead because of the CO, but now with her added to the mix, that shit has been multiplied tenfold. My chest felt like it was about to explode and there was a vise like pressure in my head. It took a monumental effort for me not to walk out the door and go on the hunt. My control was slipping fast. I could feel it happening but couldn't stop it. I made a move towards the door but a line of bodies stopped me as they stood in my way. "Get out of my way." I don't know which of them I was talking to because I couldn't see through the haze that clouded my vision. But I knew it was Quinn who put his hands on my shoulders and tried turning me around. *** QUINN *** Oh fuck, Dev's a madman. Are you shitting me? Not Mr. Cool! How did I not see this shit coming? I should've known he was wound too tight, and trying way too hard to pretend he wasn'

Law clapped me on the shoulder and I was beginning to feel like a selfish prick. I'd lost sight of the fact that each man in the room had a stake in this. That their women too were targets. "Fuck no we're not going to lose. That motherfucker's days are numbered. We're coming down to the wire. I can feel it." Zak snagged one of Mancini's water bottles and tipped it to his head. "I pretty much feel like we've jumped the hardest hurdle. The deal was to find the girl and keep her safe. As far as I'm concerned that's a done deal and the other thing has nothing to do with it. Separate the two in your mind brother." "We were always gonna go after Khalil, until last night we didn't even know about the girl or why this whole thing was happening. We've already found her and it didn't take much. Now as for taking down this fuck and his whole dirty brigade, that's something else entirely." "I get what you're saying Cord, I guess I didn't think of it like that." He was r

"What's the matter with you?" "What do you mean?" "You seem very...happy, downright chipper." What the hell is she up to now? Only this morning she was giving me shit and now she's all smiles and giggly and shit. "I don't understand, don't you want me to be happy?" "Gabriella, what are you up to?" "Nothing, geez, you're so suspicious. Paranoid much?" She giggled and I tackled her to the bed. "What are you and your crew cooking up baby? I need you to work with me here. We're almost done, if you and your girls go off the rails that's only gonna set us back." I can't believe I'm actually afraid of this chick. When we first met she was my sweet little Georgia peach. The damn girl would hardly ever speak above a whisper. A few months with her new sisters and she's morphed into a whole other being. One sent here to keep me on my damn toes. Swear to fuck I'd rather do another stint in Abbottabad than walk through that minef