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At the four minute and forty-five second mark Vik reports in. “Arrowhead reporting in. All occupants restrained. Intruder in custody. Woman secured. Extraction vehicles are enroute. Over.”

Vik doesn’t report about the other man they had planned to capture, and I don’t ask.

Lowering my rifle, I sit up, shifting into a crouch. I motion for Marianna that she can stand and she quickly gets to her feet. I wink at her. She smiles and shakes out her clothing as I gather my equipment.

“Overwatch here. Copy that. Arrowhead, is that the woman from the photograph? Over.”

Vik’s men are talking in the background when he makes an uncomfortable sound. “Negative. Female is the mayor's girlfriend. This is trouble. Over.”

He’s so fucking right.

Chapter Fifty

The men fill my kitchen as Vik escorts a bound guy to the guest room.

“Are you going to…” I cringe. “Torture him?”

Evan’s gray eyes are stormy when he turns to face me. “Not unless he won’t talk.”

I feel my eyelids peel back as my eyes protrude. “I’m not okay with that.”

He’s still. Very still. And not just that, he’s been scary quiet all the way back to the house.

Scout walks up with his gaze locked on Evan’s. “You coming?”

“Yeah. Give us a second.”

I’m seriously worried about what is happening. The whole house feels like it’s filled with explosives and one wrong move is going to bring my world crashing down.

Evan pulls me into the living room, away from the commotion.

“What’s going on? I’m concerned you’re so quiet.” I flick my thumbnail nervously. “And what about Cornelia?”

“Vik’s got her.”

“Got her?” I look toward the kitchen where Vik is, with my throat dry and my knees feeling weak.

“He’s going to try to get to the bottom of some things.”

Gulp. “He’s going to interrogate her, you mean?”

“Yes.”

So matter of fact. “Where?”

“They’re in your other guest room.”

I shake my head. A shudder makes me wrap my arms around myself. “Great. My house is turning into some creepy black ops site.”

Evan and I both startle when the front door flies open and crashes into the wall.

I’m stunned silent for a few seconds. Then I shout, “Hector!”

“Hands up!” There’s murder in my ranch manager stare as a herd of men fan out on either side of him.

Evan drops his hold on my arm and slowly raises his hands. “Easy.”

I leap in front of him before anyone does anything crazy. “Everybody take a breath now!”

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