Page 65 of Savage Secrets

The line went silent as Feldman ended the call.

Oh god. She’d do anything to have Rainie back. To hell with the ranch. To hell with—

The door exploded open. Five men crowded in. Zach led them, looking rugged and packing heat.

She rushed over to him. “Zach! Zach, he’s got her. He wants the ranch. I’ll do anything. Just get her back!”

He gripped her to him, his eyes dark and blazing with love for her and also rage for the man who had Rainie. “I swear to you, Opal. Iswearto you that I will bring her home to you.”

Tears blurred her vision. Nodding, she watched him turn to go.

“Zach!”

He twisted to meet her gaze. She stepped up to him, fisting her hand in his shirt. “You come home to me too.”

Dropping his forehead to hers, he stared into her eyes for what felt like an endless heartbeat. “No problem.”

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Tension hung thick in the late autumn air. Zach, with the others right behind him, crossed the yard in long strides. Every outdoor light had been switched on to illuminate the ranch, and it cast long shadows across the ground.

“Carver, Ledger, you’re with me. Colton, you and Hunter follow.”

“Wait!” The door blasted open behind them, slamming off the wall of the house. He swung around to see Opal racing after them, the oversized jacket she wore around the ranch flapping around her and making her look like a bird of the night.

He met her halfway to the house. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m going with you. I’m her mother. Rainie will want me.”

He studied her for a heartbeat. Then he nodded. “Let’s go.”

Seeing that there were more passengers in Zach’s truck, Carver jumped in with the others.

When they hit the seats, Opal let out a noise of dismay. “What about your leg? Oh god, Zach. You’ve been bleeding this whole time!”

He slammed the truck in reverse. “Hunter patched me up. I’m good for a while. Don’t worry about me.”

She had enough weighing on her mind, her heart, her soul. Rainie was her life and had been since she was born. Opal had a very small ring of people in her world, and her daughter was at the center. If anything happened to the child, she would be broken. He refused to let that happen.

The beams of their headlights panned over the driveway and skimmed low-hanging tree branches as he raced to the main road.

Opal made a choked noise. “How do you know where to go? What am I missing?”

“The guys and I were coming in to let you know the WEST Protection team got a list of addresses for us. Like they said, Feldman doesn’t just own one property—he owns dozens, and it seems he doesn’t call any of them home.”

Ledger spoke up from the back. “He probably moves around to keep the people he screws over from finding him and taking matters into their own hands.”

A muffled ringing came from Opal’s vicinity. She slapped at her jacket pocket, located her phone and whipped it out.

“Put it on speaker.”

“It’s a video call!” She swiped her thumb across the screen, and Feldman’s voice filled the cab of the truck.

Zach gripped the wheel hard enough to feel the steel grinding into the base of his knuckles.

“Hello, Miss Vale.”

“Where’s my daughter?”

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