Page 44 of Hell's Fear

“Who is the other person?”

“Me,” a second guy announced, stepping forward. He smiled warily.

“Who are you?” I demanded.

“Grunt. I was working with Irish. Fury uncovered my lies, and I fled. Volcano hid me. Send Irish a picture and confirm it,” Grunt said, moving closer to Volcano so that I had them both in range.

I took a snap and sent it to Irish. Moments later, my phone pinged.

‘Where is he? That’s my informant, and Grunt’s supposed to be dead. Phoe, get him safe!’ Irish replied.

I gazed at the two men. I was about to either make the biggest mistake of my life or save two lives. Regardless, Drake was going to have a screaming fit.

“Get in the back of the car and duck. I’ll take you to Drake,” I said.

Before he did, Volcano turned to Grunt.

“Do what we discussed,” Volcano demanded. To my surprise, Volcano spun around, and Grunt cuffed his hands behind his back. “To ensure your safety, Phoenix.”

That I could appreciate.

“Here,” Grunt called and tossed me a second set.

“Irish vouched for you,” I said.

“This will reassure you that you’re safe,” Grunt replied.

Moments later, they were both secure and in the back of my car.

“Duck. I don’t doubt Fury is looking for you both,” I ordered as I pulled out.

They obeyed as I hit the call button on my phone.

“Hey baby, you on your way?” Drake asked.

I took a deep breath. “Hey honey, guess what happened…”

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