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Lucas whistled. “And I’m going to miss it all.”
Devon chuckled, but his gaze settled on Remus. “This is a discovery and rescue mission. But we’ll be prepared for a full takedown if necessary.”
Harlow shook his head and threw back a shot of whiskey he’d poured when they started the meeting. He scowled at the burn. “You don’t have nearly the numbers to overtake whatever security they have in that building."
Devon leaned back, happy with the plan. “It’s not always about the numbers.”
“No.” Remus shared a wolfy grin. “Sometimes it’s all about luck.”
Devon followedRemus and Decker out of the office, but as he stepped into the hall, Cressa grabbed his hand and dragged him away from the others. She turned into the library, shutting and locking the door behind them.
“What’s all this about?” Devon asked. The team would be gathering in the foyer, preparing to leave for the private airfield.
“You haven’t said goodbye, and I don’t want to do it in front of everyone.”
He grinned. “My mistake.”
She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head against his chest. “Did you make a decision on whether you’re landing in Hungary or Romania?”
“I only considered Hungary because I thought we’d be flying commercial. Remus preferred to take his own plane, and Jacques found the perfect spot to land in Romania. This helps with logistics, and we’ll only have to deal with customs and not a border crossing. Once we’re dropped off, the plane will fly to a private airport and wait for retrieval.”
“And everyone has their GPS trackers?”
He pulled away and tapped his forearm. “Roxie tested them earlier today. We’re good.”
“And you have your satellite burner?”
He muffled a chuckle. She was being a mother hen, but he understood her fear. Rafael had survived, but they’d lost two in the process, though he was working under the premise that Sergi and Carlos were still alive. Remus had lost many more.
This mission was risky and dangerous, but he’d be damned if he’d leave Sergi without personally attempting a rescue—and hoped it wouldn’t be a recovery. “Each team member has one.” He tapped his chest, where he kept the phone in his pocket.
“Bring him home.” Her eyes shimmered, and he lowered his head.
There wasn’t anything he could do to prevent her worry. He could tell her not to obsess over watching their red dots because she would simply nod in agreement and then do the exact opposite. No reason to waste words.
His kiss was long and deep, and her response went right to his soul.
When they broke apart, she ran a hand over his cheek, her tears now breaching her defenses.
“You come home. You bring everyone home. And find the evidence we need.”
“Remember to use Decker wherever you can. Don’t be worried about calling in extra resources if necessary. Venizi shouldn’t know we’re gone, but once we breach the lab…”
She placed a finger over his lips. “He’ll think he has an opening. He doesn’t. You have nothing to worry about here.”
They kissed one last time, and then he wiped away her tears. “Time for your game face.”
She grinned as she rubbed her eyes. “Let’s get this done.”
Chapter Fourteen
What had I been thinking?
I hadn’t left my bed since returning to my room the previous night, and now I leaned against the wall, knees pulled to my chest, and stared at the door. I’d barely slept the last two nights. All I could think about were the two rag-wrapped packages tucked under the far corner of the slim mattress. The only thing saving me was that, like on level three, each prisoner was responsible for keeping their cells clean except for the waste bucket and receiving fresh water.
The day before, I’d been assigned, along with S-272, the extensive cleaning of the second lab. It had been similar to the previous day. All cabinets, drawers, and the refrigeration unit had been cleared out, and once again, I’d taken more vials of blood that were to be tossed.
S-272 had seen me tuck the package into my lab coat, but he’d quickly turned away. I questioned whether I should have taken it out of the lab, but I’d begun to trust S-272, who wouldn’t share his name, though he’d begun using mine when we were alone.
