Page 65 of Niall

Una came to me. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “She—Heidi—has been taking things to her new place. She said it was full of clothes. I never thought…” She trailed off with a sob.

I hugged her tight. “No one would have. This was planned, and she’s been waiting.”

“Anna was right there, and I didn’t know,” she cried.

I looked at Finn, shaking my head. “It’s not your fault, Una,” I assured her. “We’re going to get her back. We’ve got backup coming⁠—”

My phone and watch lit up again.

“Is that a malfunction?” I asked Evan.

It happened again.

Then again.

He looked up. “I’d say no. She’s sending signals.”

I shut my eyes. Signals were good. It meant she was alive.

“Hold on, mo mhuirnín,” I thought. “We’re coming. I promise.”

Evan looked up. “I need room. And quiet.”

Finn nodded. “We’ll be in my office.”

We headed downstairs, Una tucked into Finn’s side, the occasional sob escaping her mouth. I was quiet, praying, desperately hoping.

In his office, Finn threw back a whiskey and handed me a glass. “You need this.”

“How is he alive?” I muttered. “And who the hell is this Heidi to him?”

Finn rubbed his eyes. “He mustn’t have been as hurt as we thought. He must have killed someone else and made it appear to be him. One of the lab workers, maybe. We didn’t have an accurate count of them.”

“Heidi never said her husband’s name. Do you really think they’re married?” Una asked.

“God knows. But she isn’t who she said she was. I guarantee there’s no condo or job transfer. She’s been trying to get Anna out of the hotel the whole time.” I stopped. “And you.”

“Jesus,” Finn breathed. “Jesus.”

He grabbed Una and held her close.

“Today must have been Plan B. Or maybe it was the plan the whole time. I don’t know.” I scrubbed my face. “He was even more obsessed than we thought.”

Evan walked in, heading straight to Finn’s computer. “We hacked into a few systems and found her carrier. Then we hacked further into her account⁠—”

I cut him off. “And?”

He sighed. “We located the area her phone is in. It matches with the area the tracker is pinging from.” He turned the screen. “Look familiar?”

Finn and I stared at the screen.

“Holy shit.”

Roman and Aldo walked in after Evan had stepped out, both of them serious and angry.

“Any update?”

“We think he’s holding her at the racetrack.”