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The men broke into their units, their respect for Holland clear as day. Ryan turned to me with the same look reflected in his eyes.

“I’m not trying to mack on your girl,” he started, lifting his hands. “But I never knew I found women who killed things for fun and knew how to command a room so sexy before. I think every single one of these guys would follow her into the pits of Hell if she asked. Just saying.”

Snorting, I nodded, entirely in agreement with him.

“I know I’m not your favorite person, but this is a good look on you, Grady. Don’t mess it up.”

He took off after that, not giving me time to respond. But what did one say to that, anyway?

Thanks for noticing I’m not a giant asshole anymore?

Nah. Better to keep it as it was between us. I didn’t need the dynamic shifting amidst Ryan and me too much. There was only so much change a man could take at once.

Meeting Lacey, Holland, and Quentin, I did a quick scan to make sure everyone was fully equipped and ready. When I noticed Holland doing the same, my lips twitched up into a smile. I’d always needed control, but it felt nice to share it with her. Being on a team with her friends, even if Lacey and Joy annoyed me and tried their damndest to get under my skin, felt good. It was comforting in a way, like having little sisters or something. But I wouldn’t tell them that just yet.

“Everyone ready to rescue our family?” I asked, shocking them.

“Yeah,” Quentin said, giving me a nod and a clap on my shoulder. “Let’s retrieve our family.”

“First dibs on cutting off some appendages,” Lacey said, spinning and skipping to the door.

“She’s been hanging out with Joy too much,” Holland grumbled, pivoting herself. “Lacey, I’ll rock-paper-scissors you for dibs. You can’t just call it like that.”

“Why not? I want it, so I take it.”

“This is like how you lick all the good chocolates in the candy box, leaving the rest for us. Haven’t you ever heard that sharing is caring?” Holland continued, planting her hands on her hips as she faced off with her best friend.

“Fine,” Lacey groaned like it was the most inconvenient thing ever. “We can both be stabby. Did you bring your favorite knife?” she asked, perking up.

“And here I thought the skipping was the oddest thing,” Quentin muttered.

“I’m just glad to no longer be on the end of their knives.”

“Let’s fuck, steal, kill, bitches!” Lacey hollered, raising her fist into the air.

“You’re not really going to fuck someone in there, right?” Heath, Ryan’s second-in-command and leader of the retrieval unit, asked. Despite his question, his pupils were dilated, and his cheeks rosy as he watched Lacey, licking his lips.

“As if you wouldn’t watch,” Lacey teased, blowing him a kiss and winking, causing Henry, the last member of Ryan’s team and leader of the command team to swallow hard, his breathing uneven as he watched her. It didn’t surprise me he was right next to Heath, the two of them together so often that everyone called them H-squared.

“But no. We’re gonna fuck them up, steal our girl and guy back, and then kill them all,” Lacey answered as her eyes went dark, voice full of venom. And even I had to admit to being a little scared of the unhinged look on her face right then.

“Couldn’t have said it better, babe.” Holland grinned, then pulled the door open, stepping into the dark entrance, her mission clear.

Rescue our people, and make sure Viper never had the chance to take them, or anyone else, again.

Matching Holland’s grin, I followed without any hesitation. The Savages had messed with the wrong people, and it would be the last mistake they ever made.

Only one crew was walking out of here alive today. Us or them.

CHAPTER 31

HOLLAND

Nervous energy rattled my bones, and the need to unleash it pushed me onward as we neared the entrance. Just a few hundred killers lay between me and rescuing Max and Joy.

Time to have my cake and eat it too.

I glanced over my shoulder, taking into account everyone’s position, before I armed the door with an explosive device that would unlock it and turn off the alarm system. Not necessary for us since we wanted them to know we were there, but for the other team so they could get out all the innocent people. That had been Ava’s request, stating that the house staff were just as much victims of her father’s cruelty, and didn’t deserve to die.

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