Page 32 of Exhale
Jordan turned and wrapped a hand around the back of his neck, holding firm.
The techie didn’t need to say a word, Owen felt the love and concern as they stood there.
One day later…
Every lead they had on the whereabouts of Billy Danner had turned up empty, and Jordan was sure that it was because people were scared.
He’d lived that life on the streets himself. He knew that sticking your nose into other people’s business was asking to get your ass kicked or worse.
Knowing that fact didn’t make it any less frustrating.
Early the next morning, he and Owen were sitting in the lobby of their hotel, sipping coffee.
“They should be here any minute,” Owen muttered for the third time since they had arrived downstairs.
“Drink your coffee.” Jordan motioned to the cup clenched in Owen’s fist.
It had been a tension-filled night last night after they had arrived back at the hotel. Jordan had turned in the key to his room since he wasn’t sleeping there any longer. He had transferred his things into Owen’s bigger suite, and after that, had stood helplessly while Owen was totally lost in thought.
He couldn’t really blame Owen, the man was trying to process a lot of things right now, and Jordan wasn’t going to add to his plate.
They had taken turns showering, and Jordan ended up in Owen’s queen bed, where they ended up holding each other all night.
It was enough for Jordan, and he finally fell asleep around two in the morning. He hoped that Owen had slept, but he couldn’t be sure because when he woke up, Owen was already awake.
A rumbling roar outside the hotel lobby toward the parking lot jerked his head up.
“And there they are,” he murmured, and he stood when Owen did.
Together, they walked outside to wait.
A few people stopped at the sound and the sight of the men of Pegasus pouring out of the two black Suburbans.
Most of the men were big, all of them ripped and lethal. There were a few slender ones among them, like Oliver and Jacob, but that didn’t make them any less dangerous. In fact, those two were more so because nobody saw them coming.
Ace moved through the cluster of men and approached Owen.
The two brothers hugged each other hard. Then the rest of the crew crowded in around them.
A few women tittered nervously, skirting around the level of testosterone with giggles.
Parker stepped up to Owen and gripped his shoulder.
“How you holding up?” Parker said.
“Pretty good, considering,” Owen said.
“Are you going to tell me why we’re here?” Ace groused.
Owen hadn’t told his brother over the phone when he’d made the call to Pegasus, and Jordan didn’t blame him. It wasn’t something that should be shared over the phone.
Pulling out his cell phone, Owen brought up the photos of the birth certificates and handed his phone to Ace. His brother looked at the screen, squinted hard, and then pinched the photos larger. Ace’s breath caught, and his eyes so like Owen’s met his brother’s.
“Where are they?” Ace growled.
“I don’t know,” Owen’s voice came out agonized and raw.
Ace spun and handed the phone to Dalton and then turned back to his brother to pull him into a tight hug.
