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The rest of the guys did their hellos, but I wanted to get to business. “Are you tracking Estrada?”

“Yeah. We’ve got nine hours to handle this before moving in on him.”

“Okay. Let’s figure out a plan and get this done.”

Ten minutes later, we had our plan.

That’s when Heckler asked me, “You got the mask?”

I didn’t like wearing a mask when I loved, but when I killed, that was a whole other matter.

I gave a slow nod. “I got the mask.”

51

KALI

Claudia came to find me as soon as the guys took off.

I didn’t feel like talking, and she read that so she didn’t push. Which I was grateful for because today was not the day to push my buttons. So, we sat on the back porch.

“You two want to watch something?”

It was the biker that first came around the corner after I shot Shelly.

“Depends on what you think we’d like to watch.” Claudia’s narrowed eyes on his junk was an indicator where her mind was. And she didn’t seem happy about it, which almost made me start laughing because my sister had changed.

He barely reacted, instead giving us both a set of binoculars. “Those are long distance, but take a look. Swing it down and to your six o’clock. Might spot some guys you recognize.”

I took them, and aimed where he said, and I saw them right away.

My breath was caught in my chest, for a moment.

Two houses. A main one with the lights lit up like it was Christmas, and a shed in the back. There were men walking around in the main house, and one was currently coming out to smoke, but it was his assault rifle that really got my attention.

Zooming out a bit, I saw the guys moving in.

My breath was taken away once again, because I’d never seen anything like it. Not in person. In movies, yes. Television, but not in real life. I was seeing it now, though and I didn’t know if I should be impressed, worried, excited, or pissed. I had no clue. My reactions had shut off since I found out about Connor, and I didn’t know if I should tell Claudia or not. Everything was shut down for me.

But they were moving in, all from different angles. All converging on the main house as two figures approached the shed. They moved up, hugging the side of the building until they got to the door. I couldn’t tell exactly what was going on, but they had paused before the door swung open.

The guy on the front porch heard and began to move to the side to see what was going on, and he was reaching for his rifle when suddenly a figure stood up from the ground. A gun was raised. The front porch guy stumbled back, his hand raising to his neck. He swung around, and tried scrambling to bring his rifle up. The black figure stepped forward, that gun still being held steady. The front porch guy went unconscious.

I wasn’t seeing any flares and I wasn’t hearing any shots so I was guessing they were using suppressors.

“Look,” Claudia gasped.

I went back to the shed and sagged in relief. “That’s Katie. They got her out.”

Or it looked like her, but her head was down. It was a female, and soon after, two guys came out. Justin and Harper. Thank goodness. Two guys moved to help run them back, and they were covering them, but once they disappeared, they began moving in on the main house.

It was a slow and steady approach until they were lined up right next to it, bent down under some windows.

And, acting as one unit, the windows were smashed by one guy. Another guy on the other side threw something inside.

The air looked like it exploded and right after that happened, the front door was kicked in. A line of guys surged in, guns up, and gas masks on.

I couldn’t see what was happening on the back end, but was assuming it was the same thing.

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