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He reached for Nicole but Fisher stepped between them.

“Make sure our other guest has arrived, then go after Dawn. Drag her back here kicking and screaming if you have to, but I want you back before the fun starts.”

Patton stalked from the room, cursing.

Fisher turned to Nicole and balled his fist.

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

Mason paced Ethan’s office as he spoke on the phone with the Brighton County sheriff. Linc leaned one shoulder against the wall. His casual appearance didn’t fool Mason. His friend’s jaw was clenched, gaze fixed on the Ethan as he listened to every word the police chief uttered.

“Two women from Otter Creek have been kidnapped, and I have reason to believe men associated with the motorcycle gang in your county are holding them hostage.”

Ethan’s scowl deepened as he listened to the sheriff’s response. Finally, he said, “We checked the residences of the men we suspect. They aren’t at their homes or answering their cell phones. I also have a witness who saw them speeding out of town an hour ago with the missing women in their vehicle. If you’re finished playing power games, I need everything you have on the Road Devils and their whereabouts.” He was silent for a long time, listening. “You sure about the location?” Another pause. “All right. Here’s what I need.”

Minutes later, Mason rounded on the chief when the call ended. “Well?”

“He’ll go along with the plan. He and his men will set up a perimeter. Tate will contact the Cherry Hill police chief. The last known location of the Devils is a campground. The area is remote and covers close to 200 acres. Even with the county and Cherry Hill law enforcement added to OCPD forces, the chance of someone slipping through the perimeter is too high.”

“They’re willing to work with you?” Linc asked.

“Once I explained the situation, Tate was willing to let me take the lead as long as he receives credit for the bust.”

The PSI instructor’s eyes glittered. “Dawn and Nicole’s lives are on the line, and Tate is angling for headlines?”

“He might be a glory hound, but Tate will cooperate.”

“With arm-twisting from you.”

“I don’t care who receives the credit, Linc. The only thing that matters is freeing the women and capturing their kidnappers.”

“You and the other cops won’t be able to handle the Devils alone.” Mason dragged a hand through his hair.

“I’m aware.” The police chief shifted his gaze to Josh Cahill who stood near the door, arms folded. “You in?”

“Yes, sir. Durango and Bravo are already on standby.”

“We need intel on this camp.”

“Fortress will provide what we need.”

A nod, his gaze locked on his brother-in-law. “You’re on leave as of this moment.”

“Understood, sir.”

“War room?”

“PSI conference room. One hour.”

“I’ll be there.” Ethan looked at Mason. “Patton or Fisher will contact you soon. Agree to the demands, but you will not meet them until we’re in place and ready.”

“Yes, sir.”

“They want you dead, Mason.”

“I know.”

“I’ll be ticked off if they succeed.”

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