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My forearms ache from my prolonged fist clenching, so I shake out my hands. Jonesy drives us closer to the residence.
He pulls off the street two houses away, parking on the gravel between two partially constructed homes. The position gives us cover and ensures we’ll maintain the element of surprise.
Before I open my car door, I threaten Tony’s life and limbs if he attempts to get out or does anything to stop us from saving Mia.
His face beseeches me. “Try not to kill her. If you can help it.Please.”
I don’t answer, reserving judgment until I see the state Mia is in.
The team silently exits the vehicle and gathers along the side of the house. Sawyer hands the rifle to Jonesy, who quickly inspects it to ensure that it’s assembled properly.
Anxious to hurry to my girl, I take the lead role. “Aaron and I will approach from the rear of the house. Sawyer and Jonesy, you can take the front.”
With weapons drawn, we quickly break into our teams and encircle the house. I hate not knowing how many people are inside or the status of Mia’s condition, but we don’t have time for extensive recon.
“CPD is en route,” Tomer breaks in through the comms. “You’re clear to engage if needed.”
When the back of the house comes into sight, Aaron and I trade signals to communicate which window we’ll take. Well, they’re not windows yet— just holes in the block wall where windows will soon be installed.
My cut-out provides a view of a small, empty space, presumably a bedroom.
No Mia. No Lisa.
I glance at Aaron, and he gives me a shake of the head to signal he can’t see anything helpful either. We move in unison to a box-shaped opening in the middle of the back of the structure; it must be for a sliding door.
“We’ve got eyes on them,” Sawyer announces in my earpiece. “Mia’s tied to a chair.Fuck. Lisa’s going for her face with a weapon.”
“If anyone has a shot, take it,” I order while sprinting toward the sliding door opening.
“I’ve got a shot. Nobody move,” Jonesy answers, his voice clipped and smooth.
Against all instincts, I plant my feet so I don’t accidentally run into the line of fire. A single shot rings out a half-second later, echoing around the empty space. It’s followed by the clank of something metal rattling on the concrete floor and a feminine wail of pain.
“Target’s disarmed but not down. Move in,” Sawyer announces.
All four of us converge on the center of the house, guns still drawn.
And then I see her.My Mia. My love.
She’s alive.
“Mia, are you okay?” I call out, my feet launching me forward.
From my vantage point, I barely make out the collapse of Mia’s shoulders. “I’m good,” she chokes out. “Just get this bitch’s blood off me.”
Lisa’s hand gushes blood, but she remains on her feet. Looks like Jonesy’s shot almost literally disarmed her.
She must not appreciate Mia’s snark because she dives at her, going for her throat with her good hand.
The force of her attack knocks Mia over, and they topple to the ground.
Despite only being a few feet away, my heart seizes at the sight of Lisa’s hand constricting Mia’s windpipe.
Aaron’s a step behind me, and Sawyer advances from the other side. Jonesy trails a few feet behind him.
“Secure the room,” Jonesy barks out.
Sawyer and Aaron pivot, mirroring each other. But I go straight for my girl, yanking Lisa off her with no gentleness or finesse.
