Page 166 of Receiving His Mercy
This part had been Miranda and Charles’s idea. But Travis didn’t like following other people.
He was the leader. He made the decisions.
Right, like letting your girl go to that meeting without you.
Fuck.
“What is it?” he asked.
Hunter’s tech guy had been working with Gable to figure out how these assholes had managed kidnapped Caren and Tyler.They’d interviewed Oliver for any information he had. Which wasn’t much, unfortunately. And they’d also tried to find his niece, Isabel.
Only she had disappeared.
Which was suspicious.
“We don’t have any footage from in the offices, but we do have the ones from the hallways. It was the niece. She let them in a service door. They were dressed as maintenance and wheeling covered carts. They must have wheeled them out in those carts and the niece let them back out. Then she hid in the storage room and pretended to be traumatised.”
That fucking bitch.
“I want her found.”
“That’s the good part. My guy took the footage to the hospital to show Oliver, and he was able to help them find her. They also showed the cops. She was picked up about an hour ago in one of the houses that her parents left her. Dumb bitch.”
Good. That was one thing off his plate.
He’d let the cops deal with her for the moment. But if she was let off too lightly, then he was going to step in and fucking ruin her.
“I don’t like what’s happening here,” he said. “Too many people know we’re here.”
“Fucking agree,” Hunter grunted out. “We’re amassing a small fucking army out there but all that is going to do is get people killed. We have to get in and get them out quickly. Go fucking stealth.”
“Good. We agree on that too. You’re with me?”
“I’m fucking with you, man. Let’s go hunting.”
The doorto the bedroom opened and fear filled her as she spied a man walking toward her.
Aadan had carried her in here, laying her on the bed, then, proving that he didn’t trust her, he’d tied her wrists with a soft rope and attached them to the wooden bedpost.
He’d told her he’d be back later to help her to the bathroom. But how long had passed? Had she fallen asleep? She must have as it seemed to be dark out now.
The man moved forward, but stuck to the shadows so she couldn’t see his face. This guy was bigger than Aadan and fear shot through her making her heart race.
Who was he?
“You should have stayed away. I helped you once, and I can’t help you again.”
Who was this guy? What did he mean, he’d helped her once?
Her mind raced. Someone had to have told those men to take her to the airport? Could it have been this guy . . . but who would they take orders from? Other than Aadan, that is.
Suddenly it clicked and she couldn’t believe she hadn’t thought of it before.
“Are you the General?”
She’d never actually met him before. Only heard him talked about in harsh whispers. Heck, she hadn’t even been sure that he lived here.
“Yes, I am.”
