"But you got eyes on him? Correct?"
"Yup."
"Good. We'll let you know when we have the girls."
"Roger that."
I hang up and face Charlie. "Lloyd confirmed that Keegan is there. Right now, we just need to extract the girls, safe and sound. Got it?"
Charlie nods and unlocks his safety.
And then we creep up the hill, staying camouflaged by the woods.
Violence pumps through my blood as I approach, a ragethat I haven’t felt since watching my men gunned down in front of me.
I want to kill this Keegan guy. I don’t just want to beat him up a few times and then send him off to jail, no. I want to end him so that he never has the chance to do this to anyone ever again.
But as we climb, I remain focused, keeping my eyes out for any boobytraps. I doubt Banker's men are that trained in setting those. They've always seemed like regular grunts to me. But we can't be too careful, especially when we get close.
They're two men standing in front of the warehouse with assault rifles casually resting on their body.
"You see them?" I ask Charlie.
"I see them."
"Good."
Charlie cuts behind me and then circles around so he can get a clear shot. I also aim at the one on the left, right in between his eyes.
Almost in unison we shoot, and the two men fall back, their bodies clanging against the metal walls.
A few seconds later, the door opens, another goon clearly checking to see what happened. He doesn't even get the chance to look around before Charlie plugs him too.
Then I'm racing for the open door, throwing a flashbang inside before I enter.
Loud shouts echo along with shrill feminine screams. I identify two more men, standing next to the girls and take care of them quickly, one shot each.
And then I scan the interior making sure there are no more doors where anyone could come through, before I head over to grab the girls.
They shriek when I touch them.
"It's okay, girls. It's me."
They stop screaming.
"Uncle Mitch?" Katie inquires.
"Yes. It's your Uncle Mitch." I squat and drag them into my arms. They hug me tight around the neck and I take a second to inhale them, feeling relief flood through me.
"We were so scared," Katie sobs. "It was our dad. He showed up at the daycare and then when the lady at the desk was on the phone, he came to us and whispered that if we didn't go with him, he would hurt Mom."
“That’s why we told her we wanted to go with him,” Maddie concurred while sniffling.
"Don’t worry," I assure them. "Your mom is okay. We’re going back home to meet her, right now."
I hear the door open behind me, and spin around and aim, but it's only Charlie walking in.
"The coast is clear," he says. "But we gotta get out of here."