Page 93 of Rangers Unexpected Return

I intended to deserve that belief.

“Trigger,” I said. “I need you thinking like a Ranger, not a husband.”

“I am a husband.”

“You’re both. Right now, she needs both.”

His gaze moved toward Wolf.

Wolf gave him one sharp nod.

Trigger closed his eyes for a second.

When he opened them, the fear was still there.

But so was control.

“What do you need?”

“Everything about Rylie’s routine. Home, work, friends, errands, and anywhere she goes alone. We need to know where the Keeper has seen her and how close he’s gotten.”

Trigger nodded.

“Done.”

“Then we build a protection schedule.”

“She stays with me.”

“She stays with all of you.”

I looked around the kitchen.

Wolf.

Trigger.

Havoc.

Saint.

Ace.

Blaze.

Mace stood near the doorway with Max at his side.

Eight former Army Rangers and one military dog.

The Keeper had chosen the wrong woman.

Saint pulled security footage from the day the package arrived.

The tavern cameras covered the front entrance, dining room, bar, rear alley, and parking lot.

The package first appeared at two o'clock in the afternoon.

No one carried it through the front door.