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But I was going to help Hunt where I could.
“Ready,” Sin grumbled as he threw the cut back over his shoulders and shrugged into it.
Zach shoved his gun into the small of his back while Trouper cracked his knuckles.
The rest of them, Lynn, Laric, and Bruno, followed suit as they all spread out in different directions.
Hunt and I stayed where we were, monitoring surveillance.
“Can you hear me?” Hunt asked as he spoke into the microphone.
“Check.”
That ‘check’ came a total of seven times, and then there was radio silence.
“It’ll be okay,” Hunt whispered, startling me.
I looked over at him.
Out of all the people that I’d met recently, the men of the new Souls Chapel Revenants MC club, Hunt was definitely the most approachable.
He was also the only one that’d not gone to prison for murder or attempted murder.
Well, not directly anyway.
“I know,” I admitted. “My research is solid. Your intel is solid. Troup guarantees that this’ll be an easy in and out. They’ve done surveillance on this place. You hacked into security feeds and the alarm company. I know that it’ll be okay. I’m just… I hope that she’s okay.”
She probably wasn’t.
She’d been held prisoner for so long that she was likely pretty fucked up.
But there was no way to know for sure.
We just had to wait and see.
“There Sin is.” Hunt pointed at the first screen.
“What does the person that has their app open see?” I wondered. “Do they see a loop or something?”
“I hacked into their app. Their feed shows an ‘update app now’ and then there’ll be trouble with the app. It was easier than taking over the feed,” he answered, sounding slightly offended.
I laughed. “It’s not that I’m doubting your abilities, Hunt. It’s just that I really, really want to make sure that this goes right. That, and I’m curious AF.”
“Why do you say AF? What’s that even mean?” he asked. “Why don’t you just say ‘as fuck?’”
“Because I have a small child that I hope won’t grow up to have the mouth of a sailor,” I answered. “And I’ve decided that there’s only one way, and one way only, to make sure that he doesn’t curse.”
“By saying ‘AF’ instead of the real word? Because I gotta be honest here, darlin’. Your husband is a smart motherfucker, like a man that could seriously surprise someone with the amount of intelligence behind his eyes. It’s intimidating at times. And you can’t be stupid to do what he’s done in his life. And so are you—smart, I mean. It stands to reason that your kid’s gonna be just as fuckin’ smart. Which brings me back around to my point. That kid’s going to know what ‘AF’ stands for,” he jabbered.
All the while he said this, his eyes were on the screen.
One by one, all the guys came onto the screen in various places. And, like we’d planned, they all were able to get over the fence with little difficulty.
By the time they were all converging on the building where it was suspected Cannel was being kept captive, my stomach was doing somersaults in my lower abdomen, and I was leaning forward so far my face was practically pressed to the screen that I could see Trouper in.
“You’re giving me indigestion,” Hunt grumbled from beside me.
I glanced at him then turned back to the screen.
“I’m nervous,” I admitted. “I’m scared that something’s going to go wrong, and I’m going to be frozen solid here, unable to help.”
Something did go wrong a few moments later.
Something in the form of a man returning to his house, which happened to be the only one left on the block.
“Son of a bitch,” Hunt said, surprising me.
“What?” I asked.
He pointed to a car that was slowly coming down the street.
We’d set up a camera about four blocks down, ensuring that we would have enough time to come up with an excuse as to why we were sitting there.
Luckily, we’d thought this through.
If someone did come back, we had a cover.
“You’re up, darlin’,” Hunt sang. “Break a leg.”
I was sick to my stomach when I stared at him.
He winked and then I drew in a deep breath that didn’t help at all.
When I pushed through the back doors of the van, I shut it back closed tight before stepping up to the barriers that we’d erected just in case this exact scenario came upon us.
It didn’t take long for the all-black SUV to make its way toward me.
I held in my shiver and tried to look bored as the man got out of his SUV and came walking my way.
I looked up from my phone at the sound of his voice.
“What’s going on?” the man asked.
I shoved my phone into the pocket of the yellow vest I was wearing.
“Power line down,” I answered. “Some delivery truck that was delivering packages backed into it and caused a line to come down. Do you live past here?”
