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As they pulled up to the safehouse, Blitz bailed from the car just after the vehicle stopped moving, the needle and thread hanging from his arm. His insides wanted to lock up, but he refused to let it happen. Bree needed him. She needed them all and he’d be damned if he’d let her down.
Zorro cursing behind him, he followed Blitz into the safehouse. He stopped and Zorro caught up to him.
“Ready room?”
“Can you just let me—”
“Ready room!”
“This way,” Zorro said as he started down the hall, then stopped at a door. Blitz pushed it open. People were busy on computers, the chatter buzzing. “Have you located that ship!” Blitz bellowed into the room.
Joker came over to him and took in his appearance, the dangling needle, and pulled out a chair. “Sit down,” he ordered.
“I need to know—”
“And I’ll tell you as soon as you sit down, get a grip and let Zorro finish.” He looked over at Buck and said, “Get him some water.”
“I’m fine, LT. I need—”
“I know what you need. We’re going to get them back.” His teammates all nodded, staring at Blitz, then exchanged looks, each echoing the last with a nod, the fire of the brotherhood in their eyes. “Now sit the fuck down. That’s an order.”
Blitz complied, releasing a grateful breath. Taking the seat was the fastest way for him to get the information he needed to know. Zorro sat down next to him, grabbed the needle, swabbed the area again with antiseptic, a sharp medicinal scent, and wiped off the needle before he started stitching. Blitz felt nothing, not in his numbed arm or his stunned mind.
Buck handed him a bottle of water, the top already screwed off and Blitz drained it all the while taking in everything in the room. Isabelle was on the phone, Kat standing next to her. There was a satellite image up on a screen of open water. His teammates were huddled together at a table studying what looked like a schematic of a ship. His heart was about to burst with the pain of losing everyone aboard Volkov’s yacht. He closed his eyes as weariness rolled over him, aftereffects of adrenaline.
His throat tightened hard, and he swallowed before he said, “We’ll get her back.”
He wouldn’t sleep until she was safe, and his mind turned over the immediate possibilities.
Joker rested his backside against the table. “Isabelle is on the phone with the State Department. Kat is coordinating the search for theImperiya. She believes it’s in the North Sea, close to Denmark. They have to navigate the channel into the Baltic Sea. We’re hoping the Danes will intercept theImperiya.”
“And if they refuse?” Blitz asked.
“Then we’re assaulting. We always go in after diplomacy fails,” Buck said.
Blitz didn’t want to wait around for diplomacy or the Danes. Another bolt of fear lanced through him. What was Bree suffering? Aleksei, his family, Harley?
Buck reached out and gripped his shoulder. “She’s strong. She’ll survive. We’ll get them all back.”
Anya was a loose cannon, and she wanted Bree dead in revenge for her brother. Anya’s old man didn’t have a reputation for mercy. Those thoughts crippled him, and he was desperate for all his training to kick in and stay focused.
Hollywood stalked over, and in a low, gruff voice, said, “Isabelle is taking over the negotiations.”
“Do the Russians know yet?”
“No. We’re holding off. When they find out, they’ll send MiGs and blow that ship out of the water.”
“The Danes?”
“They’re waffling. They want proof we don’t have. Volkov gave us the evidence we needed to put the Olenskas and Achebe away but said nothing about the missiles. He doesn’t care about what happens to the government.” He looked at all the SEALs’ faces. “We go packed and ready for anything.” He looked at his watch. “We’re not waiting for answers from people who don’t have skin in this game. You’re deploying now. North Sea. The Globemaster is fueled and waiting. By the time you get there, it will be dark.”Blitz rose, ready to get his commando on with his brothers and show Olenska exactly what he was up against.
“Just us, sir?” Joker asked.
“No, Bravo team has already been deployed, Lieutenant Crowman and his people are already in the air. They have the schematics and are being briefed en route.” He gave them the coordinates to rendezvous with the other part of this task unit. Two Lieutenants, fourteen enlisted.
Hollywood met each of his teammates’ eyes. “You board that ship, you save our people, and you neutralize the missile threat. That’s the mission.”
“Hoo-yah!” they all said in unison.
