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We didn’t have to wait too long.

Maybe ten more minutes. Maybe fifteen.

The van doors swung open again, and Sam was there to greet us.

“How did it go?” Ty asked, jumping to his feet and nearly hitting his head in the cramped quarters. “We were able to see some of it as it happened. Are your men safe?”

“Our guys suffered one minor gunshot wound. Once the gunfire started, none of Garrick’s men survived the exchange. In separate locations, we were able to recover forty civilians. Some of them had been beaten. All were malnourished and scared. But they are all safe now.”

“That’s great news,” Cody said, cracking a smile for the first time all day.

It was great news. But there was one very important piece of information that was missing.

“And Garrick?” I asked, finally. “Was he among the casualties?”

Sam frowned and shook his head. “Garrick Windram is still on the loose. He managed to slip through the cracks sometime within the last couple of hours, and we haven’t found him yet. But we will. Until then, he’s considered armed and extremely dangerous.”

Fuck.

Fuck.

Of all the news we’d been waiting for, this was by far the worst. What good did it do to have a stack of evidence against the man if they’d fucking lost him?

Fuck.

“We have to go,” Ty said, looking from me to Cody. “We have to go now.”

Just from the look in his eyes, I knew what he was thinking. It was the same thing Cody was thinking.

The same thought that had just crossed my mind.

We were in here while Garrick was out there, and if he was going to make a surprise appearance anywhere, there was one place that was more likely than any other.

Ty was right. We had to go now.

Grace was alone at her house with Rambo and Amaya. We were at least thirty minutes away.

As long as Garrick was on the loose, all of their lives were in danger.

Chapter 16 - Grace

I heard Nana mumble something under her breath as she looked out the living room window. I waited for a moment, watching her stare off into the distance.

When it became clear that she wasn’t going to say anything, I finally asked. “What is it, Nana? What’s got you so upset?”

Rambo had been sleeping at the foot of the couch—the guys had at least left him to keep me company while they were off doing their thing—but now he was fully alert, his ears perked up as he stared at the window as well.

Between the two of them, they were starting to freak me out.

Rambo whined, but I couldn’t tell whether he sensed something besides my own anxiety. Maybe he was missing Ty, Jaeger, and Cody, too.

“Something isn’t right, Gracie,” she said, turning away from the window to face me. “I thought I saw something down by the clinic, but these old eyes aren’t what they used to be.”

Okay. Now I really was getting freaked out.

I had to do my best not to let it show, though. All three of us being scared and worried wasn’t going to do anyone any good.

“What do you sense, Nana?” I asked, sitting up as I tried and failed to calm myself. “What do you feel?”

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