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A sigh pushed past Kaz’s lips. Wilder was right. They couldn’t risk thisnotbeing a trap. Could some of them get hurt or worse? Yes, but that’s what they’d all signed up for. They all knew exactly what they were getting into.
“Take every precaution,” he said, nodding at Wilder. “And stay safe.”
“Let’s go fuck their shit up,” Killian added.
“Fuck yeah,” the twins exclaimed in unison.
Connor’s laugh set him on edge because those three were the most likely to get hurt. Or get someone else hurt.
“Nicky. Wilder. Keep the kids safe.”
From Wilder’s muttered curse, he knew exactly which kids he was talking about. Nicky simply grunted in acknowledgment, pulling her bike out of formation to circle back to where those three knuckleheads were.
“Hey Doc, hang back, will you? We might need you soon,” Kaz said. They both knew he wasn’t only asking because she was a paramedic, but because of Miles. He wasn’t about to put her in needless danger if he could avoid it. He’d seen the pain their parents’ deaths caused Miles, and he never wanted Miles to experience something so soul-crushing again.
“Don’t call me that,” Emma grumbled, flipping him off until she realized he could see it in his mirrors. Then she raised her other middle finger.
“Yeah, she prefersMa’am,” Connor chimed in.
“I’m not patching him up when he gets shot,” Emma said, a growl in her voice.
“Noted,” Kaz said, his lips quirking. “We’ll take the loss.”
“Hey,” Connor exclaimed, though it was quickly drowned out by the twins’ laughter.
“Let’s move,” Kaz said, his gaze landing on Remy, who gave him a sharp nod. His Road Captain would ensure they had a clear path of retreat should they need it.
They split up, Nicky and Wilder with the triplets of trouble and Spencer, who was somehow the same age as those three but much smarter. He had Solo, Talon, and Killian with him while Jane, Cary, Maddox, and Mia went around the buildings to cover the rear. Kian and Ciara were keeping a lookout for trouble on either end of the road.
They parked their bikes and took off on foot, the import/export company’s flimsy fence easy for them to cut open and climb through. There was a main building as well as a long building he assumed was a warehouse. There were a few trailers parked on one side, and they’d just dropped down behind one when a truck drove through the front gate.
Kaz’s pulse picked up as he watched the truck come to a stop in front of the warehouse, his body gearing up for a fight.
The driver exited the truck and walked toward the main building. Kaz followed his movement until the door closed behind him.
“Why would he leave it out in the open like that?” Solo muttered.
Kaz shook his head. If they had people inside that truck, leaving it out in the open was a risk these assholes weren’t likely to take.
“He wouldn’t.”
He met Talon’s gaze and gave him a nod. Talon’s mouth twisted into something akin to a smile, and then he was off on silent feet, making his way to the truck.
Waiting and watching as Talon inspected the truck had him clenching and unclenching his fists to remain where he was. He didn’t breathe deeply until Talon returned, but it was short-lived because the words out of Talon’s mouth had anger swirling in his gut.
“I could hear voices from inside the truck,” Talon said, his expression darkening. “But the thing is rigged.”
Kaz swore colorfully.
“How do we get them out?”
Talon pressed his lips together, his eyes going hazy as he ran through their options. He grabbed the bolt cutters he’d used on the fence and said, “Keep the gang occupied, and I’ll get them out of the truck.”
Kaz nodded, the tension in his chest easing just a bit.
They all wore earpieces, and he quickly relayed the plan to the others, and then they were on the move. He’d directed Wilder and Nicky to join Talon at the truck while he made his way to the main building with Killian and Solo at his back. It was a two-story red brick building with lots of windows they were trying to stay below to keep from being seen. He motioned for Solo to move ahead, and when Solo opened the front door, Kaz walked in, his gun raised.
The silence as they breached the building only enhanced the sound of his speeding heart. Where the fuck were they?
