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That’s it.

Fuck waiting.

I can’t fucking take it anymore.

Jumping out of my chair, I send it toppling behind me. “I’m going to get her. Fuck it.” I toss my headset down on the desk and barrel toward the door.

“Wait, Tomer. Stop!” Mia stands, grabbing my arm to hold me back. “We don’t have confirmation yet. And the team will get her out. I need you here.”

I shrug from her grasp. “I’ll be on comms. You can redirect me if Alpha team gets a different twenty from the other tangos. I’m not waiting here when she’s out there suffering. She needs me. Every second we delay is one more that she’s in pain and danger.”

I charge out of the room, my heart pounding violently. The same heart Lettie brought to life.

Mia comes thundering out of the lair, trailing a few feet behind me. “Tomer! You can’t change the plan in the middle of an op.”

“Lettie needs me, Mia. I’m fucking going. You can handle the con.”

Fortunately, she doesn’t follow.

As much as I’d love to watch Alpha team rough up the other two tangos, I need to get to Lettie more.

I swipe my badge to enter the weapons room. A satellite image of the location we were given shows this as a single-family dwelling. So I expeditiously grab supplies that’ll help me remove windows or cut through bars, along with a half dozen other gadgets and gizmos.

Plus weapons and a shit ton of ammo.

At the last minute, I remember to grab a headset so I can communicate with the team and throw a tactical vest over my shoulder.

“En route, Mia,” I advise through my comms as I tear out of Redleg HQ, with my tires squealing.

Nothing will stop me from getting her out.

Alive. Right fucking now.

Chapter 53

Butterfly

LETTIE

With my head held high, I stride away from him.

Another man. Another violation.

But I still won’t break.

At least they wear condoms.

Crazy how that’s something that crosses my mind, isn’t it?

But it makes it better. Somehow.

One of Skidmark’s duties is to ensure they wear them so we don’t get pregnant. In general, pregnancy is bad for business unless a customer makes a special request.

Disgusting fuckers.

Apparently, someone is coming in a day or two to give me a shot or an implant. They talk about me as if I’m not in the room.

Forced birth control.

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