Page 53 of Relentless

Liam held out his hand. “Come here.”

“You need to sleep.”

“I will if I know you’re safe and resting. Come here.”

With a sigh, Piper settled beside him on the couch.

He spread the blanket over them, relaxed into the cushions, and propped his feet on the coffee table. After kissing her forehead, Liam leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

Two hours later, he woke to an incoming text signal. He glanced at Piper, pleased to note she was sound asleep. Liam eased his cell phone from his pocket and scanned the screen.

Simon turned from the French doors, eyebrow cocked in silent inquiry.

“Zane has information,” Liam murmured.

Piper stirred. “Is everything all right?”

“Not sure. Zane wants me to call.”

“Need coffee, Piper?” Simon asked.

She wrinkled her nose. “I prefer hot tea or a soft drink.”

“I’ll ask for hot tea with our room service order. Soft drinks are in the refrigerator.”

Piper hurried into the kitchen as Liam called Zane. When his friend answered, Liam said, “You’re on speaker with Piper and Simon. What do you have for me?”

“The IDs will be ready by the end of the day. Still no lead on Spencer’s location but online communication between members of your unit is heating up.”

“More of the same?”

“Afraid so. Spencer seems determined to turn the unit against you.”

To isolate him. Spencer didn’t know he was closer to his Bravo teammates than he’d been to his Marine brothers. “Anything else?”

“I hacked the Copper Ridge police department’s computer system. They’re still processing evidence from the crime scenes. However, they cleared you despite the fact your service record makes them nervous.”

“What about Simon?”

“Not willing to turn him loose. They want to pin Gavin’s murder on him as well as the shooter’s death.”

“Nice,” Simon said. “Do you have good news, Z?”

“Don’t know if the news is good, but it’s interesting. Piper’s uncle is trying to find her.”

Piper sat beside Liam with her soft drink in hand, brow furrowed. “I haven’t talked to him since I left Hartman. Why is he anxious to talk to me now?”

“Definitely not a coincidence.” Liam draped his arm around her shoulders. “What else, Z?”

“I crosschecked the prints of the shooters in Copper Ridge with the prints collected at your house and Piper’s.”

Liam’s hand tightened around the phone. “And?”

“The shooters were busy. They trashed Piper’s place.”

“What about mine?”

“Spencer broke into your home.”

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