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“How?”

Sawyer glanced at Brody, who gave a slight nod. “Our team rescued Janie in Mexico. When Vatos Locos didn’t want to release her, we cleaned house.”

“Does the vic have a connection to the gang?”

“Possibly.” He summarized meeting David at the coffee shop and the confrontation they’d seen in progress as they left.

“You recognized the men as members of the gang?”

“Not at the time. I took pictures of them with my phone and ran their faces through our database systems at Fortress Security.”

Both cops straightened. “You work for Brent Maddox?” Reese asked.

“That’s right.”

“Tough outfit,” Wallace muttered. “How did you get on with them?”

“Maddox asked us to come in for an interview after we were recommended to him as another potential black ops unit.”

Reese’s eyebrows soared. “Black ops, huh?”

“He only interviews by recommendation,” Max added.

Enough already. Janie wanted to get out of here. “Do you need to ask anything else? I really need to go to the hospital. David doesn’t have anyone else here. The doctors may have questions about his medical history no one else can answer.”

“Go,” Reese said. “Don’t leave town without letting us or the detectives know.”

“Yes, sir.” Janie headed for the door with the operatives falling into step with her.

Max passed her in the hall and headed for the stairs. Sawyer nudged her in that direction.

“Why aren’t we taking the elevator?” she asked.

“Stairs are faster and safer.”

She blinked. An unexpected answer.

Max led the way across the lobby to the front doors.

Sawyer drew her to a stop several feet from the door and waited until Max signaled everything was clear. He and Brody escorted her to the SUV.

When they arrived at the hospital, Sawyer gave her name to one clerk who motioned for her to come forward and answer a host of questions. Minutes later, she and Sawyer were taken to the exam room where David lay unconscious.

The medical team worked quickly to assess his injuries and form a plan of action to treat David. The doctor turned to her. “You’re Mr. Moran’s sister?”

“That’s right. How is he?”

“The EMTs gave you the general rundown on his condition. What they didn’t tell you is your brother is in a coma.”

CHAPTER 19

SAWYER DREW JANIE against him, his arm circling her waist. “What kind of internal injuries?”

“The kind that requires surgery to repair.” He turned to Janie. “Is he married?”

“Yes, sir. His wife is in Chile.”

He blew out a breath. “Do you know his medical history?”