Page 38 of Reclaim (Deadly Hearts 3)

I shrug and step back. Crouching down, I rummage through his pockets and come up with his phone. “Don’t need you when I have a man who can track your whereabouts with this.” I stand up. “Let’s go.”

“With him?” Adam asks.

“Oh, yes, I’m not done with him yet.”

With a gleam in his eyes, Adam hauls the bedraggled, sorry carcass of Vinnie to his feet and with Declan’s help, they follow me out of the back room and down the corridor to the fire exit at the bottom. I open it, smiling when I see that the men are waiting for me, the engines running.

“David,” I say, going over to the Range Rover and leaning in through the open back window. I toss him Vinnie’s phone. “Track every location on there that this prick has made today. Go with Adam so he can exclude his own abode.”

With a nod, he takes it from me and climbs out of the car. “You okay?”

“Perfect,” I reply, and then turn to Ramsey, who is driving. “Pop the trunk.”

He gives me a blank look.

“She means open the boot,” Layton snickers.

“Oh,” Ramsey says and pushes the button to open it up.

“Shove him in,” I instruct Adam, who is way ahead of me and is already manhandling his stepbrother into the trunk.

He slams the lid closed and I turn to Declan, stepping into his arms, leaning my head against his chest briefly. “Glad you’re safe.”

He kisses the top of my head. “You too.”

That’s all we have time for as Adam peers into Declan’s face and then looks back at the SUV that Cillian is driving. He lets out a loud guffaw and shakes his head.

“Twin sandwich, Rubes? Noice.”

I feel my cheeks heat up, but give him a sassy grin. “You know it.”

“You know after this, I think you’re going to owe me Scarlet’s number,” he says as he strides back to the Hummer.

“I’ll give you the first two digits now,” I call back. “Zero Seven.”

“That’s just being a dick,” he says, shaking his head again as he climbs in. “All bloody UK mobile numbers start with zero seven.”

I shrug. “You get the rest when we’ve done this.”

“Deal,” he says and fires up the engine, looking to David to tell him where to go.

Seems my tech whizz already has somewhere in mind, so I slip into the back of the Range Rover while Declan joins Cillian, and we trail out of the parking lot, following the Hummer closely.

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