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Jesse: Good to hear from you. I checked my last emails. Rory messaged 13 days ago. She’s not answering her phone, but she rarely does.
Ella: I heard from her then, too. But we talk every week. She never misses a check-in. She didn’t get back to me two days ago like normal.
“Well, shit.”
Jesse: I think I have her boyfriend’s number. I’ll call him, and as soon as I hear something, I’ll let you know. Okay?
Ella: Thank you. I appreciate that.
Jesse: Of course. Um, hope you’re well?
“I sent the ‘um’ . . . really?” I hung my head. It was times like these someone would question how I’d survived the war.
Ella: I’m okay. You?
Jesse: Doing my best.
Jesse: Be in touch soon.
And that was all I could get out. I searched through my emails for the number Rory had provided for Andrew in case of an emergency, then called it, hoping Ella’s concerns weren’t justified.
No answer. Before I had a chance to call again, there was a knock at the door. I tossed my phone onto my bed and answered it.
“Rory,” I mouthed her name in shock. Her arms were across her chest, and she was trembling. I lunged for her and pulled her into my arms, realizing she was more than just upset. She flinched at the contact, and a sob tore from her lips. “What’s wrong?” I pulled back and urged her into my place, closing the door behind us.
“I—I . . .” Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she turned her back to me and lifted her shirt.
I stumbled and bile rose in my throat. She was more than just hurt. A rage like I’d never known worked up inside me. Hard and fast. Relentless.
“Who did this to you?” I hissed, closing the distance between us to assess the welts on her back. Her torn flesh. Whipped? You were fucking whipped?
She dropped her shirt and faced me. “Andrew and I were taken. Forced to provide the coordinates for a sunken ship we were about to . . .” Her lower lip quivered as she let her words trail off. “Andrew paid them a million dollars to let us go once he gave up the location to the ship, but I’m just . . .”
“You’ll be okay. I won’t let anything happen to you ever again.” I pulled my sister back into my arms, careful not to touch her back. “Where are they? Who hurt you? I need to know,” I whispered into her ear as she cried against my chest, gripping hold of my back as another uncontrollable sob escaped her lips.
“Somewhere in the Caribbean. Probably gone from where they dropped us by now, but what can you do?”
Oh, I knew exactly what I was going to do.
Find them.
Torture them.
And then kill them all.
CHAPTER SIX
JESSE
OFF THE COAST OF ST. LUCIA
“It’s way more like a war ship,” A.J. said from where we were all gathered inside the boat we’d rented for the op. It was zero dark thirty, and we’d be moving in soon.
It’d taken a few days to track down the men who’d taken Rory and her boyfriend last week, and the “pirates” were now docked in the Caribbean Sea, about a kilometer off the coast of St. Lucia.
Whether A.J. changed his mind or not, I’d be going in. No way in hell would I let the men who’d taken a whip to my sister live to see another sunrise.
“What are you trying to say?” Marcus asked, pretty much speaking for me.
