Page 94 of Last Chance

“Driver and shooter. Couldn’t see into the back. Everything happened too fast. I was more interested in protecting Janie.”

“How fast do you need the footage?”

“Yesterday.”

A snort. “I hear the same thing from every operative who calls requesting help.”

“Not surprised. In this case, it’s true. The attacks against Janie keep coming. I need to know who’s behind them before she’s kidnapped again or killed.”

“I’m on it, Sawyer.”

Now he felt bad. “Sorry. I’m concerned.” Although he had a bad feeling everything tied back to Vatos Locos.

“This search will be my priority.”

“I owe you one.”

“Nope. I love a challenge. I’ll get back to you soon.” Wiseman ended the call.

“Who answered?” Max asked.

“Wiseman.”

A nod. “He’ll get what you need. He’s almost as fast as Zane and Simone.”

Sawyer would feel better if one of them did the search. Both, however, we’re already deep diving for information.

Once they were safely inside the safe house, Jesse went home until time for his shift.

Max went to the security room. A moment later, Logan walked into the kitchen.

“Steaks and potatoes are in the refrigerator,” he said.

“Any trouble?”

A head shake. “A stray cat set off the perimeter alarms.”

Sawyer relaxed. Excellent. “When does the next watch shift start?”

“Three hours. You and Jesse have the watch. Go sleep.” With that, Logan refilled his coffee mug and left the room.

Sawyer cupped Janie’s nape, his thumb brushing over her jaw. “We missed dinner. Are you hungry?”

She wrinkled her nose. “Not really.”

“You need fuel, sweetheart. Would you like me to heat the potato for you? It shouldn’t be too heavy on your stomach.”

“That sounds good.”

He nudged her toward the breakfast bar. “Have a seat while I heat the food.” After removing the foil and spreading the potato on a plate, Sawyer turned on the microwave. “What about a drink? We have soft drinks, water, juice, coffee, or I can make tea for you.”

“Water, please.”

He set her plate with the potato and a glass of water on the counter in front of Janie and heated his own meal. Soon, he sat beside her and went to work on his steak and potato.

“The steak smells great,” Janie said. “I’m sorry to miss the treat.”

“No worries. I’ll grill for you again soon.”

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