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“I want his best and brightest,” I said. “Whatever the price. They’ll be staying with Geneva until this is over. Make sure,” I bit out, “that they’re worthy of her respect. She’s to be protected at all costs and treated as an innocent. Got it?”
Meaning they’d take better care of her than a nanny would, only with the added benefit of plenty of firepower. Sokolov ran a clean operation, or as clean an operation as he could considering the things he dealt with. Cleaner than mine. I shouldn’t trust Geneva to anyone but the best—me and my brothers—but since I had to be elsewhere, this was as close to the best as I could get.
“What else?” Eli asked.
“What have you seen on the surveillance footage since I left the mansion?”
Eli leaned forward, his head between my seat and Remi’s. “Redding made a hasty retreat. He left a skeleton crew behind, but I don’t know where he’s going or why.”
I knew the why. He’d already planned the hit, and he knew I could get into the mansion if I needed to. “He’s gone somewhere with more security. Find it.”
“Will do, bro.”
“We need to talk about Abby,” Remi said quietly.
No, we didn’t. I turned my head to stare out the window, ignoring his words.
“She was our family too, you know,” he said stubbornly.
She was.Is.Even death couldn’t destroy that. “I know.”
“We’ll take care of her,” Remi promised. “Whatever she needs, we’ll take care of it as soon as they release her.”
He meant a burial. For the woman I loved. I couldn’t bring myself to tell him he’d be burying me too. “Okay.” I stuffed down my emotions like garbage in an overflowing trash can and cleared my throat. “Take us to the bunker.”
The bunker wasn’t so much a safe house as it was a weapons repository. We kept supplies there, restocking various hideaways as needed but keeping the bulk of our arsenal in a location we didn’t frequent more than necessary, completely off the grid. The bunker had exactly what we needed right now.
No, not what I needed. What I needed was Abby in my arms, in my bed. In my life. If I couldn’t have that, I’d settle for a war.
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Chapter Twenty-Four
We loaded up what we thought we’d need from the bunker and went back to the safe house. Between turns cleaning up and eating, we researched where Redding might’ve gone. I had just wandered into the living room, still running a towel over my wet hair, when Eli called me to him.
“Check it out, bro.”
On his screen was what looked like security camera footage. I leaned over the computer and squinted. “Location?”
“Hacr Technologies.”
Eli had been researching the company since we’d found out about it, exploring the ins and outs, poking holes in the top-notch security. Apparently he’d cracked their camera system. On-screen, a guard post at the front of the complex stood to one side. A black SUV was stopped at the entry—
And guess who sat in the driver’s seat.
Eli pointed to the lowered window on the vehicle. “There’s Rathlin.”
“When was this?”
“A couple hours after your meet and greet at the mansion.” He fast-forwarded the footage, revealing a small caravan of SUVs, all with the windows tinted too dark to see inside, but my gut told me Redding was in one of them. And my gut had plenty of experience in situations like this.
Remi watched from over Eli’s other shoulder. “Our rat ran to the most secure place he could find, didn’t he?”
“Yep.” Eli threw a grim smile at Remi. “Looks like we’ll get that tour of Hacr sooner rather than later.”
“The security at Hacr is top-notch,” I pointed out. Most teams couldn’t get past it, not without a world-class hacker on their side, which was probably what Redding was counting on. I leveled a stare on Eli.
“Dude, seriously.” He shook his head, reached for his mouse, and proceeded to click through screen after screen of data, codes, camera footage. “I got this.”
