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Tell him right now.
And everything will change. Everything. Will. Change.
“London!” Helene called from across the room, tearing her gaze from her phone and shattering the moment. “We have new intel on a possible location for Colt.”
Heads snapped her way. A pang ripped across my chest as I turned. Everything changed at that moment. London left my side, striding toward her. “Where?”
“They don’t know yet,” she answered, glancing from London to me. “We could finally extract some information from one of the IT chips from the Vault.”
“The Vault?” London searched the room. “You have information from there?”
Only then did I finally look around, to the screens and screens of information flickering across what looked like glass walls. But they weren’t walls, they were some kind of monitors.
“Yes.” She moved to one of them. “And have for the last three years. I’ve had countless IT guys on this, but we’ve never been able to break the code…until now.”
“What changed?” Harper asked.
She answered, reciting some coding information I had no idea about. Still, whatever it was, it rocked Harper where he stood.
“The information,” London growled, bringing them back to the real reason we were here.
“There’s a list of condemned buildings that were purchased by The Order. They range from old slaughterhouses to closed down import/export warehouses. I have three teams working through them now.”
“How long?” he growled.
I stepped closer as she answered. “Five, six hours tops.”
He shook his head, mentally calculating the difference between capturing Hale or hedging our bets on information that may or may not turn up anything. Because we’d been here before, hadn’t we? We’d had information they swore was where The Order was holding Colt. Intel that’d been wrong. Could we risk it now? Right when we almost had Hale?
I glanced at London as he scanned the others, stopping at Carven. “We get this done. Drag Hale back here and extract the information we need, then we’ll know. We’ll know for sure.”
There was relief in Carven’s stare.
Relief I felt to my core.
My hand lowered to my stomach on reflex, drawing my focus.
Soon, I whispered inside my head.
* * *
I shivered in the blistering cold, huddled hard against Carven as we waited in the back of the Raptor for the signal to move in. I scanned the darkness outside the vehicle, then glanced at the clock on the dashboard. 8:55.
Five minutes.
“We need to move,” Carven growled.
“Not yet,” London answered. “Not until we get the signal.”
“The timing is critical,” Guild said in front of us in the passenger seat.
“You think I don’t know that?” Carven snapped. “This is my brother’s life hanging in the balance. If we miss this…if we—”
I squeezed his hand. “We won’t.” I met London’s stare in the rear-view mirror. “We won’t miss this.”
“There’s movement.” Harper’s voice cut through the moment, bringing a whole new level of tension. “Headlights are coming this way.”
I turned my head, catching the faint glimmer through the trees lining the river’s edge in front of us. Now? I turned back to London. Do we go now?
