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MILA

Looking around the room, I waited while Ethan made his way toward me. As soon as he was in front of me, I pushed to my toes and hugged him tightly, but then quickly dropped back to my feet. “What the hell’s going on?”

“No idea,” he admitted.

I studied his face and saw the dried blood on his obviously split lip, but with the lighting, I couldn’t see much more except that he looked rough. “Please tell me he looks worse than you.”

He actually grinned but then grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it over his head before handing it to me. “Please put this on.”

I slid the shirt over my head and said a little thank you that it came to mid thigh. “Thanks.”

Shaking his head, Ethan looked like he wanted to say more when Nick walked into the room.

“Nick,” I said, and Ethan turned in his direction.

“Let’s go,” Nick instructed.

We started toward him, but then I remembered Sarah and stopped. “I have to go back to the changing room.” Nick shook his head, but I pressed on. “You don’t understand. There’s a girl in there, and I promised I’d get her out.”

“Already got her,” Nick replied. “I heard your conversation. While agents secured the bar and this room, I found her and took her out. She’s safe.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. “Okay, good. I wasn’t sure if you could hear me.”

“Oh, we heard you.” Nick grinned. “Those little fucking devices caught everything.”

I had so many questions that I needed answered, but now wasn’t the time. Walking side by side, Ethan and I followed Nick through the side door and around the building toward the parking lot. I grinned when I saw agents had Miles pinned to the ground around the side of the building.

We got them.

Relief once again washed over me.

But it was short-lived when we cleared the corner of the building, and I saw the chaos. Lights flashed everywhere I looked, but when my eyes zeroed in on Jax and Brody leaning against a black SUV, the questions I had grew exponentially.

We made our way to our team, and only as we got closer did I notice Striker not a few feet from Brody and Jax, his eyes on the building.

“What the hell is going on?”

“We’ll talk back at the hotel.” Jax looked over my shoulder. “You need them, or are they free to go?”

I spun to see who he was talking to but was surprised to see the director of the FBI standing behind me. “Director Reed.”

“Hello, Mila.” He held out his hand, which I shook. “What can I say except another job well done.”

“I’m confused.” I shook my head and glanced back and forth between him and Jax.

“I’m sure Jax and Brody will explain everything.” He looked at Ethan and me. “I will need to meet with you, but that can wait until you’re back in North Carolina. We have a lot of shit to search, so we’ll be here and at the house through the rest of today, considering it’s well past midnight.”

“We’ll be back in North Carolina as soon as possible,” Jax replied. “Let me know when you land, and I’ll make sure a car picks you up. We’ll meet at Elite.”

“See you then.” Director Reed turned and headed across the parking lot.

“Look at what you did.” Brody gestured over my head toward the building, and both Ethan and I turned to watch Samson being brought out in handcuffs. When I heard a slap, I turned in time to see Brody with his hand on Striker’s chest.

“I only need five minutes with him,” Striker said, his eyes locked on Samson being led to a vehicle.

“You’re not getting that, brother,” Brody replied. “We got him. She’s safe.”

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