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Kyle shoved some branches out of his path and charged ahead. The sooner they figured out what the hell was hidden inside that house, the sooner they could get the hell out of this swampy mess. “There’s a car parked to the side of the house. I want to get a closer visual. Looks like the same one that ran us off the road yesterday.”
“Right.” Spencer cursed as he stepped into a large patch of sticky mud. He pried his boot free and stomped forward to catch up with Kyle, who couldn’t help chuckling. His best marksman was something of a neat freak. Traipsing around in the Georgia backcountry was totally not Spencer’s scene. “How are you after the accident?”
“Fine.” Without thinking, Kyle rubbed the cut on his shoulder. The same cut that had started it all. “Forget about it,” he growled.
Spencer gave him some serious side-eye. “O…kay, then. Consider it forgotten.”
They reached a section of chain-link fence partially covered with vines and crouched to stay hidden. “See if you can read that license plate.”
“Sure.” Spencer snorted and rattled off the numbers.
Kyle typed them into his phone, hit send, then frowned. “What the hell is so funny?”
“Maybe you need glasses.”
“Maybe you need to shut the hell up.”
“What? Glasses aren’t bad. Armani has a really cool new collection of frames out this fall, and—”
“I’m not old, okay?”
“Nobody said you were.” Spencer held up his hands. “Jeez. Since when do glasses mean old? Little kids have glasses.”
Frustrated, Kyle shook his head and looked away. Okay, maybe he’d overreacted. He was upset about the whole Natalie situation, that was all. “Sorry.”
“No prob.” Spencer shrugged. “Uh, were you expecting company?”
“No, why?”
There was a rustling in the bushes maybe twenty feet down, and a familiar dark head appeared through the foliage.
Natalie.
Kyle’s gut clenched. Just like that, he was back in bed with her, both of them moaning as he drove them toward climax…
“Crap, that’s Natalie,” Spencer whispered. “Guess she meant it after all when she said she’d meet us here. But she doesn’t seem to be looking for us. Think she’s decided to go it alone?”
“Quiet,” Kyle whispered.
They watched her glance around, then climb over the fence and drop down inside the compound perimeter.
“Should we go after her?” Spencer asked.
Yes.“No.” Part of Kyle wanted to charge right through that damned fence and get her the hell out of there before she got herself captured. But the SEAL in him knew that making a scene would only jeopardize both their missions. Better to wait and let Natalie do her thing, then catch her on the way out, force her to share what she’d learned. Unfortunately, it didn’t make the waiting any easier. “We stay here, stay on mission. Got it?”
“Got it.”
Kyle’s phone buzzed, and he looked down to see a text from Commander Brighton. The license plate was registered to a dummy corporation Arrieta used to front his illegal activities. Which meant the terrorist was close by, just as they’d suspected. He clicked off the device and shoved it back in his pocket. “Where’s Natalie now?”
Spencer leaned from one side to the other, peering through the vines. “Looks like she’s checking out that car. Peeking in the windows and underneath the vehicle, maybe planting a tracking device?”
“Great. Brighton says that car belongs to Arrieta.”
“Cool. Do you think he’s inside the house?”
“I’m guessing he’s—”
“Oh crap!” Spencer’s green eyes widened. “Not good.”
