“I have no idea what kind of security this place has,” Bocca started and his eyes looked a bit distant. “But from what I can tell, he’s set up in an old warehouse. What the inside looks like? No clue. In other words, I have a location and there isn’t much around the place. Oh, there are two things that stood out to me. One, there is a trailer on the back corner of the property. And two, there is a room built off of the back of the warehouse. I can only imagine…”
 
 “Alright,” Cal said as he rubbed his chin. “Entry points?”
 
 “One on the front, dead middle, and one on the back. But the one on the back doesn’t lead to the added room. From what I can tell, the room has no outside access.”
 
 “Brass and his chapter are ridin’ in soon. They are bringin’ all their SUVs and a shit-ton of guns. South Carolina is gonna meet us down there. And west Tennessee is gonna probably have to catch up at some point.”
 
 My eyes met Cal’s and hope shot through me. It sounded like he was ready to ride right now. My face asked the questions my mouth didn’t dare to. I knew he was still a little pissed at me for the shit I had pulled earlier. One thing was for sure, Allison had definitely gotten under my skin. I would have never done that shit before.
 
 “I’m workin’ on a strategy,” Cal spoke again, pinning each and every one of us with his stare as he spoke. “I’ll bring it to the table soon. I say we try like hell to get a few hours of rest. No sense in wearin’ ourselves out and goin’ in dead on our feet. We need to be sharp and ready for fuckin’ anythin’. Especially since we don’t even know what the hell we’re runnin’ into.”
 
 The meeting broke. I knew I wasn’t going to get even a minute of sleep but I didn’t argue.
 
 I didn’t say anything to anyone as I stumbled down to my room. Reagan was sitting on the bed, the light next to the side of the bed was on and she had a book in her hand.
 
 “Hey,” I whispered. “Thanks.”
 
 “You guys done already?” Her voice was soft but her face was full of worry. I didn’t want to talk about anything so I simply gave her a nod. “Okay, I’ll go find Loch. Let me know if you need anything.”
 
 Another nod and I felt shitty that I couldn’t really say anything to her. My brain was going haywire and I couldn’t control my thoughts.
 
 Neiryn was sound asleep on the bed. I would have given my life for him not to have to go through this.
 
 As I took Reagan’s vacated spot I put my hand on his back. The delicate rise and fall of his chest gave me a small sense of calm. I didn’t fight it. I didn’t push it away. I simply sat there and enjoyed it. I knew in just a few hours I was going to be riding off into chaos. And I hoped like hell, I’d be riding back with the woman of my fucking dreams behind me.