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Dany peeks around the corner, curious, but not curious enough to crash a full-on pheromone demo. “Dutch said I could help set traps. But I can go read if—”
“No. Please help.” I swat Dutch’s ass-grabbing hands.
She manages three steps before her nose pinches. “Are you sure?”
“Stay and eat with us.” Jin dials down his scent. “We need to plan.”
The guys follow his lead, clicking down their intensity.
While Jin whips up breakfast sandwiches for everyone, Bish spreads a map of the island on the dining table. I let Dutch pull me onto his lap to spare poor Dany his bulge.
Bish taps the red dots clustered over the jungle villas. “These are the villas rigged with explosives. Our reinforcements are en route, but we may as well finish wiring the perimeter to address our future bug-out needs.”
“They’re already on the way?” I freeze on Dutch’s thighs. “What did you agree to?”
I won’t let them throw away their lives.
“They moved before we could finalize the terms.” Jin turns to Bish. “You want to explain?”
“I missed a barrage of calls last night.” Bish pulls out his sat phone. “Headquarters left a curious voicemail.”
“Wait. What? Since when?” Reese jerks from the map. “That’s not their style.”
“No. It was their mate. She said— Shit.” An incoming call flashes before he can play the message. “Incoming call from the airstrip.”
Jin’s jaw tightens as he takes the phone. “Situation?”
The silence sucks the air from the room.
Dutch’s legs bounce while Jin asks clipped follow-up questions, but hearing half the conversation is enough to gather that we’re screwed.
My stomach swoops. They were always going to come for us.
Which enemy found us first?
By the time Jin grimly ends the call, danger needles my glands.
“How long do we have?” Bishop asks.
“About two hours until the hostiles land,” Jin answers. “It’s an aircraft carrier. With helicopters on deck.”
“So, it’s the SAS.” I jump off Dutch’s lap.
“Our guy only spotted Triad soldiers. But it’s safe to assume Kairo cut a deal with the feds or he wouldn’t be rolling up like he’s getting carried in a military parade.” Jin turns to Dany to start dishing orders. “Grab your mom and enough supplies to last a few days in the bunker.”
“On it.” Dany darts off, no questions asked.
It’s not her first crisis with the pack.
Jin looks to Bish. “Do we have an ETA from headquarters?”
“I’ve been trying to make contact. They’re offline.” Bish flicks through his phone. “Maybe already on the way. I’ll keep calling while we run more wires. Minions, with me.”
Dutch and Reese follow him out of the kitchen war room, leaving me all alone with Jin’s switched-on dominance.
He doesn’t order me yet. But the idea that he might straightens my backbone like a flagpole. “If you’re about to banish me to the bunker—”
“Did you finish setting up your trap house?”
