Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60023 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60023 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Mera notices me first, rushing over and putting her hands on my shoulders.
“What's happening?”
“Have you seen Talon?”
“I saw him last night, why?”
“He’s gone, Nia. He told Kael last night he had something to take care of, that he needed to end this so he didn’t have to see you again. We think he has gone to try and get Lily out.”
Everything inside me goes still. I don’t even know how to process that information.
“What?” I say, shaking my head. “He’ll get himself killed. The very moment he shows up, he’ll be dead.”
“Wolfe thinks he is going to go in using the information you gave us about where the cameras are. He’s going to try and get her out.”
All because he doesn’t want to see me again.
Being with me has caused him enough pain that he is willing to risk his life just to get rid of me.
That hurts.
Fuck, it hurts.
I don’t let Mera say another word, instead I spin, rushing out, my bare feet slapping against the concrete as I search for Wolfe. I find him near the bikes out front, barking orders at Knox. He turns when he notices me coming, but I don’t stop for a breath.
“Where is he?”
“Think he’s gone to get the girl.”
Panic swells in my chest. “We need to go after him. He can’t do this alone. They will kill him if they find him.”
Wolfe’s voice is sharp. “You think I don’t fuckin’ know that already?”
“Then we go. We have to go now.”
He shakes his head. “No. It is too risky in the daylight. We need a plan to get him out. One that doesn’t cost us all our lives.”
That means we have to wait all day.
That’s too long.
“Wolfe, if they have him, all day is too long.”
“Talon is smart, he won’t go in during the day. He’s either in there hiding already or he’s waiting until night falls.”
“Then we need to go and make sure,” I say, rubbing my hands over my face, exhaling.
“No, we’re not risking it. If he has a plan, and we just show up, it could backfire. We need to trust he knows what he’s doing for now, and wait for the evening.”
“Then what?” I question.
“I don’t fuckin’ know,” Wolfe growls. “I don’t have a plan.”
“We ambush them, go in with guns and weapons,” I say, quickly.
“You think your father isn’t already anticipating that?”
Dammit. I know he’s right.
I know he is.
"I'll go in," I say, the words falling from my lips with a weight I hadn't anticipated. Wolfe's eyes narrow, assessing me with a mixture of skepticism and something else—respect, maybe. "I'm the only one who can. I’m the only one who knows where to hide and how not to get caught.”
He crosses his arms, the leather of his jacket creaking. "You sure about that?"
"Have you got a better plan? If they haven’t caught Talon already, then he is walking straight into a trap if he doesn’t know what he’s doing. I can help, I can get us out of there.”
Wolfe's jaw tightens, a muscle flickering beneath his skin. He nods, slowly, as if each movement is a concession. "You get them out. They will retaliate, we need a plan. We need to end this, once and for all.”
“I could take in an explosive...” I say, the words rolling off my lips without thought.
"We can’t blow the place without harming the kids."
Fuck.
He’s right.
I can’t risk the lives of innocent children.
What if I could somehow get Miriam out? She does take them on an outside trip once a month, usually to the local lake where she teaches them away from prying eyes.
“What’s the date?” I ask, quickly.
Wolfe narrows his eyes but pulls his phone out. “19th.”
My heart skips a beat. It’s as if the planets have aligned. “I think I have a plan.”
Shaking his head, Wolfe looks at me, skeptical and unsure. “I’m listenin’.”
“Miriam takes the kids out once a month, on the twentieth, to the local lake where she teaches them outside of the compound. If we work it right, not only could someone get Lily, but I could go in, get Talon and plant an explosive. We blow it when she leaves.”
Wolfe’s brows go up. “Fuck me. You really willin’ to kill that many people? That’s a fuckin’ massacre, Nia.”
My heart sinks. I know what it is.
“I don’t know any other way around this,” I whisper. “They will never stop. Not until me and my child are dead.”
Wolfe growls. “Too many lives. Let me think.”
I press my lips together, my heart pounding.
Then something comes to me. Something I hadn’t thought of before.
Maybe, just maybe, I am going about this all wrong.
“Do you have any computer geniuses on your hands?”
Wolfe stares at me like I’ve grown two heads. “What the fuck are you talkin’ about?”
“I think I have an idea,” I say, quickly, too quickly. My heart is stammering as it starts piecing together in my mind.