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She was trapped with a madman, but she couldn’t, shewouldn’t, give up.
She had too much to live for.
She closed her eyes and thought of Bram.
* * *
Their jet was parkedon a small, private airstrip in Vermont. Everything around them was vibrant green, bursting with life for the summer. Bram fought back his edginess as he waited, squirming slightly in his seat.
He wanted to get to Alaska.Now.
He looked out the window. Killian stalked down the steps toward a man waiting beside a battered truck.
Boone Hendrix was tall, with brown hair, and an All-American look. Bram would guess he’d been the quarterback of his school football team. He had broad shoulders, long legs, and wore a red flannel shirt, jeans, and boots.
He lifted his chin and shook Killian’s hand.
“He’s a good guy,” Nick said, from the seat across the aisle. “Was a hell of a soldier.”
Bram knew Hendrix would have been special forces, and to get selected for Ghost Ops, you had to be the best of the best.
“He has a farm up here,” Nick continued, “but he does odd jobs, mostly for friends. Keeps his skills sharp. Norcross uses him occasionally.”
Bram knew these odd jobs didn’t require hammers or saws.
Shade shifted in his seat. “I’ve heard of him. Good reputation. He keeps in touch with a few of his former Ghost Ops buddies.”
“He was in New York last year to help out Remi and Maverick Rivera,” Nick added.
Bram nodded. He watched as Boone pulled a duffel bag out of the back of his truck, then opened the passenger-side door.
A large German Shepherd leaped out.
The handsome dog wasn’t just a pet. In an instant, Bram could see the animal was well-trained and fit.
Soon the men and dog boarded the plane.
“Everyone,” Killian said. “This is Boone Hendrix, and Atlas. Boone, let me introduce you to everyone, starting with my wife.”
“Wife?” Boone said, eyebrows rising. “When did this happen?”
“Recently.” Devyn stepped forward, holding out a hand. “I’m Devyn.”
As Boone shook her hand, Atlas sat in the aisle, eyeing her.
Devyn looked down at him. “Hello, handsome.”
The dog nudged her, and she gave him a pat.
“Careful,” Boone warned. “He looks tough, but he loves to beg for treats.”
The man shook everyone’s hand. Bram was last.
“Sorry to hear about your woman,” Boone said.
“Her name’s Addie.” Bram nodded. “Thanks for helping.”
“I’ll do everything I can to help you find her.”
