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“Love the furry prick,” Mark huffs.
A snap from behind them has Cole pointing his laser beam at his father’s head. “The west side is a no go.” Daniel nods to Keith coming up next to him. “I say we enter through the north door, keep a low profile, grab Savi, and get the fuck out.”
They quickly hatch a new plan, fill Paul and John in on it, and hurry to make their move before the sun starts to rise.
“Watch your step.” Keith points out two triggers that will set the house alarm off if you step on them. “They’re scattered throughout the property.” Cole nods, taking note. It makes him wonder how many of The American’s men set off the alarm in the past.
“Those triggers are the least of your worries,” Tim butts in, getting a hit to the gut with a rifle by Keith. “I’m just saying there are too many men for you all to take out.”
“We’ll see,” Cole grunts.
Weaving in and out of the triggers, the men keep on high alert.
When they’re about five yards away from the door, a click echoes through the morning air. Everyone freezes. Cole slowly turns to see John’s scrunched-up face.
“Fuck me,” John growls and glances down at his right shoe, which is holding down the trigger.
“Don’t move,” Cole whispers, waiting for the attack. But nothing happens.
“If you lift your foot,” Daniel says calmly, “it will trip the alarm.”
“Go.” John flicks his head. “Let me know when you’re on your way out, and I’ll book it back to the car.”
“No—” Paul cuts him off, looking over at Cole. “You guys got this?”
Cole nods, knowing he’d never leave Mark unprotected either. “I’ll let you know. Stay low.”
Daniel makes it to the porch first, scanning the wood for triggers. He signals all is safe. “Set your watches. We’re in and out in ten minutes.”
“Where’s the bedroom from here?” Keith shoves Tim to the stairs, making sure he knows who’s in charge. “Speak.”
“Stairs will be right there.” Tim flexes his shoulders like the handcuffs are too tight, trying to point to the entryway. “At the end of the hall, there’s a set of double doors, that’s Denton’s room. More than likely, she’s there.”
“You better be right.” Keith looks over at Cole, who is ticking with anger.
Cole glances over his shoulder one last time at his guys before they disappear into the house.
One of the female servants freezes as she watches the men enter the house.
“The new girl?” Cole hisses in a whisper. The woman mouths master bedroom in Spanish. Cole’s stomach drops. “Not a word,” he whispers back.
She nods then holds up a hand. “The others, please,” she pushes her hands together like she’s praying, “let them go.” Daniel nods from Cole’s left.
“Move.” Cole jams the gun a little harder into Tim’s back.
“Hey!” someone yells from another room. Keith is quick, popping two bullets into his forehead. The woman who just helped them cups her mouth to stop her scream. Suddenly, she points behind them just as another guy tries to stab Daniel. Cole kicks his knee, forcing it to snap in the wrong direction. He takes the butt of the gun and rams it into the man’s temple.
“Move.” Cole can tell things are escalating quickly.
They move up the stairs. The first room to the left is open…strange when every other door is closed, so Daniel does a quick sweep then signals the all-clear.
“It’s your girl’s room,” Tim whispers to Cole, before moving forward down the hallway. Cole watches the bottom of each door in case any lights turn on; they need to stay invisible. “The master is at the end of the hall with the double doors. I knock twice so he knows it’s me.”
Cole leads the pack. He looks at the men as they approach. Tension is high, to say the least. He nods at Tim, who lifts his sweaty fist and knocks twice.
“Tim, that fucking better be you!” The American shouts, his voice a high-pitched squeal. “You better have done what I asked!”
Tim opens the door and moves inside, smiling. “Yeah, Denton, not only did I get the colonel, I got his whole fucking Ar—”
Trap…it’s a fucking trap! So many things are happening in front of Cole, but nothing matters when he knocks Tim to the floor and catches sight of why The American is so panicky.
No…
