Page 80 of Rescued Hearts

As far as lovers went, Gray was the best she ever had. And the man more than commanded her body.

He owned her heart.

The pit in her stomach increased with every mile they drove. Sully told them to meet them in a town thirty miles from Willowbrook. In terms of city driving, it was a long way, but in mountain country, the miles sped by. Before she knew it, Colt held out a small black object to her.

“Put this in your ear. It will link you to us.”

She gulped and pinched the small device between her thumb and forefinger. When she fixed it in her ear, she heard the metallic ping of connection.

“Alpha Team ready to roll.”

She jolted at the sound of Carson’s voice.

Colt’s came next, in stereo from the front seat and into her ear. “Who said you’re Alpha Team? I’m pretty sure that’s me and Gray.”

Gray didn’t respond. He stared straight ahead, attention fused to the road and his mind far away from the banter that took place over the next few minutes between the brothers.

The guys spoke in low murmurs, sharing everything about the abandoned building where the tracker showed Felicity’s phone was. Meanwhile, she, Colt and Gray were en route to meet Sully, following the directions he’d given her over text.

From what they surmised from maps, the places were one and the same. Which sparked relief through Honor’s very soul. But at the same time, it filled her with alarm. The idea of her sister being caught in the middle of…

What? She couldn’t begin to guess at the fight that was coming.

She would do things a lot differently if she were in charge of this exchange. She would drive right up and dump every last bead on the ground in exchange for Felicity. But the guys knew what they were doing, and she had to trust their plan.

As the street sign came into view, her heart clenched like a fist closed around it.

“One minute out,” Colt informed the other team.

Still, Gray didn’t speak. His heavy silence was starting to worry Honor. She ached to reach between the front seats and touch his shoulder. But she was afraid to shatter the concentration he needed to complete this mission.

He parked the van off to the side, in a ring of black shadow where light from a few streetlights didn’t reach.

No one moved to get out, and nobody left the building.

“No movement on the drop point,” came one brother’s update into her ear.

For the first time in endless minutes, Gray turned his head and looked at Colt. Whatever the unspoken communication between them, she knew there was a reason they weren’t letting her in on it.

“Stay in the van. And lock the doors,” he grated out to her.

She sucked in a shaky breath and said nothing. In seconds, the guys had slipped silently out of the van and closed the doors without even a soft click. She lost sight of them immediately as they became part of the deep shadow.

All remained quiet in her ear.

She sat there so long, she thought she might start screaming.

Her hand twitched toward the door handle. Before she thought about it, she gently pried it open. The door barely popped open a crack, but then her mind caught up to what she’d done.

Stay here.Gray’s words pounded through her mind.

She pulled the door shut immediately.

The next words made her jump.

“We’ve got eyes on Felicity. No sign of him.”

A soft cry rushed up her throat, but she cut it off before it could escape. Plastering both hands over her mouth, she breathed through her nose. Relief made her head spin.

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