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“Fine,” Corv said. “Then Rook and I will lead two other teams.”
“Rook can’t lead anyone right now,” Diesel said. “I can—”
“The fuck I can’t,” I barked. “Corv will lead a team to search all the locations she could be. I’ll lead a patrol team. You drive, I’ll ride shotty. I want at least five cars on the streets until she’s found. We’ll connect with the radios. Divide into wards for patrol.”
Diesel’s mouth tightened, but he nodded. “All right. That’ll work.” He sighed. “So much for fucking resting, huh boys?”
“Rest is for the weak,” Grey said.
“I’ll rest when I’m dead,” I added.
Corvus chewed his bottom lip, lifting his icy eyes to ours. “I’ll rest when our girl is home and not a fucking second sooner.”
We all moved to leave, the pain in my leg seeming to have leveled out to a static hum of discomfort after the crescendo of pain earlier. Good. I’d need to be able to walk. To run.
To fuckingchaseif I needed to.
“Ugh, fuck, wait,” Corv said, making us pause. “What about Rebecca?”
“What about her?” I asked.
“The fuck do we do with her if everyone’s out looking for Sparrow?”
She’d want to come, but judging by the look on Diesel’s face he wasn’t keen to involve her any more than we already had. We didn’t need to tango with Mr. Hart if anything happened to his precious daughter.
Although… I’d never sampled the fear of a blue blood.
“She can stay here for now if she wishes,” Diesel said finally. “But our protection ends there. She doesn’t need it anymore. The Aces are dead and with them her boyfriend. If she’s ready, send her home.”
“Who’s going to tell her?” Corvus asked, at his limit for patience.
Grey sighed behind me. “I’ll do it.”
I slapped a hand on his shoulder. He really was the best of us. In more ways than one.
I ranthrough the dappled moonlight, my bare feet flying over uneven terrain. A laugh grew in my chest, and I couldn’t fully contain it as it slipped past my lips. I’d missed this.
The sensation of flying as the still-warm Cali night air coursed over my body, twisting and braiding my long hair into a tangle. The exertion. The burn in my legs. So potent. So fucking perfect.
Another laugh escaped.
Shit.
They’d hear me.
My pursuers were close behind me, but they’d never catch me, not unless I wanted them to. And honestly? I did want them to. But I had to at least make them work for it, right?
I stopped dead, craning my neck to listen. I could hear them, but barely. They were stillwaythe fuck back there. Damn tortoises.
“You want me?” I shouted, breathless, my hand curling into fists as more laughter ached for freedom from my lungs. “Come and get me, fuckers!”
A grunt somewhere far off, close to the Nest we’d all started this race from. Corvus. He was catching up.
A wicked idea curved my lips into a twisted smile, and I started running again, tugging my tank top off to discard it on the forest floor behind me.
My bra went next and I sucked in a breath at the sensation of the warm air rushing over my nipples, turning them to hard pebbles as my breasts bounced almost painfully.
I slowed to a hop to get my shorts off, tossing those behind me, too, leaving a trail for them to find.
