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“This isn’t too far away.”

“It’s not, Ghost,” Daddy says. “But trust me when I tell you that the people he works for are no fucking joke. They sell unmarked guns to criminals and won’t hesitate to put a bullet between your eyes. Or the eyes of my daughter.”

“I already have my best men on their way here,” he answers. “Bitsy will be safe. Of that, you have my word. They won’t let so much as a doctor or nurse in her room until we return.”

“I’m trusting you on that,” he says. “Michael is tapping into the hospital's security feed as an extra precaution. Baby girl, I need to go and wake up your mom and let her know what’s happening. I’ll call you back here in a little while. I love you.”

“Love you too, Daddy.”

I hang up the phone and release the tears that I tried my best to hide from my dad. I feel safe to cry in front of him, but I know he’s already worried and I didn’t want to add my feelings on top of that.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Ghost says, wrapping me in a gentle hug. “We’re going to find him for two reasons. Do you know why?”

I shake my head, still buried against Ghost’s chest.

“One, your Pops already gave us an about location of where he could be,” he tells me. “And, two, because of these.”

He releases me and I look up. Every single person pulls out a chain necklace from beneath their shirt. It’s a solid black cross. It’s beautiful, yet simple. And, Viper has one identical to it.

“Viper has one of those,” I cry.

“When we were younger, Blaze was kidnapped. It took Pops and his crew at the time several days to locate him. Turns out it was someone who had beef with Pops. But, that’s not why I’m telling you. Pops got so anxious that something like that was going to happen again to one of us kids, so he had these made.”

“As you know, we go to church every week and everyone knows it,” Blaze says. “Pops wanted a way to track us without drawing attention to our potential kidnappers. No one is going to question a cross necklace. So, Pops had these made. Each one has a small tracker embedded inside. Pops is on his way to his house to grab his laptop. He hasn’t had to check on our trackers for years so he might have to call in help to get it figured out.”

“What if it no longer works?” I ask.

“I’m sure it does,” Miles says. “Once all of this is said and done with, we’ll have them updated and then I’m sure Viper will want one made for you, too. Are you religious?”

“I mean, my parents weren’t avid churchgoers. But we did go on the holidays. I do believe, though.”

“Good. Now, let's call Pops and see what he’s got.”

“No need,” Ghost says. “Pops sent me the website and login information. Here he is.”

He turns his phone and a bright red dot sits on the screen withVipertyped above it.

“Bring him back to me,” I demand. “I need him more than my next breath.”

“You have my word,” Ghost says.

“And guys,” I say as they start to leave. “Don’t leave there without shedding someone’s fucking blood.”

“Hell yeah,” Blaze grins.

“Viper is one lucky bastard,” Steel says.

“Of that, have no doubt,” Ghost says.

As they exit the room, several men I’ve never met block my door while one more enters the room and stands next to the window. None of them say who they are. They don’t so much as smile in my direction.

I know that they’re Ghost's men because I recognize some of them from the Cage, but dang. A hello could go a long way.

With a sigh, I close my eyes and pray. Viper needs to be safe. My heart depends on it.

Chapter Thirteen

Viper

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