Page 105 of Wicked and Claimed

Nash liked that plan a whole lot better. He wanted Haisley home and safe—more than anything. But he couldn’t leave all those other women there to be used and abused. “I’m in.”

“Me, too,” Ethan added.

“Same,” Kane put in. “Let’s end these motherfuckers.”

Hunter laid out the plan. “Nash, while you’re dealing with Haisley, Ethan and Kane will be gathering intel. Kane, focus on security systems, guard rotations, and escape routes. Make friends…or bribes, as you need. Ethan, work on identifying other victims and finding evidence of their trafficking network. Once we determine the support we need, One-Mile’s sniper skills and Zy’s demolitions expertise will provide whatever tactical support required.”

Zy nodded. “Whatever you need, I’m there.”

“I’ll fill One-Mile in once he’s off the phone. Matt, you’ll coordinate with home base, since you know Haisley best through Madison.”

Nash liked the plan. “Collectively, we’ll work to find out who’s running this fucking operation and stop them. We’ll follow the money and trace their power structure. But how the fuck are we supposed to coordinate if we can’t communicate? And how do I explain all this to Haisley with cameras and recording devices everywhere?”

Logan leaned forward. “Xander and Javier came through with specialized gear that disrupts their surveillance equipment, momentarily creating blind spots. Use it carefully—too many glitches will raise suspicion. But it will allow you three to coordinate without red flags. They also equipped you with advanced satellite phones that look like regular cells but can’t be traced or tapped.”

“Stone created a program that can piggyback on the island’s security feeds.” Trees turned to Nash. “I’ll walk you through installing it as soon as you’re able. Once it’s uploaded, we’ll have eyes all over the island to pinpoint weak spots and escape routes so we can plan a clean extraction.”

“Plan A is getting everyone out and shutting this organization down as quickly as possible. Our timeline should be two weeks—max. Get in, get the job done, get out without getting dead,” Logan said.

“But we need contingencies for every scenario,” Hunter insisted.

“You mean, if we have to wait this out until Haisley gets pregnant?” Even the thought made Nash’s gut twist. “That could be months…”

“I’ve done long undercover,” Kane said quietly. “The key is never breaking character. Not even alone.”

“He’s right, but let’s not borrow trouble,” Logan insisted. “If the worst happens, we’ll regroup and deal. We’ll need to get in and see precisely what we’re dealing with before we can draft alternate plans.”

“What about the masquerade? And the ‘claiming ceremony’?”

“Play your part,” Hunter advised. “Show enough dominance to be believable. Do what you can to protect yourselves. But if you break cover, they’ll kill you both.”

Nash nodded, fighting nausea at what they’d have to do. Dominating Haisley wasn’t the issue. She’d submit to him. But exposing her, degrading her in front of others...

He didn’t see a choice.

“There’s more.” Logan stepped forward. “A fed contact who’s been trying to get dirt on this group warned me these parties turn into sex shows. Orgies. They all but force participation.”

“And record everything, no doubt,” Kane added quietly.

“Assume you’re being watched twenty-four seven. Cameras and microphones in every room. Even the grounds will most likely be monitored to some degree. Just keep your guard up, utilize your communications tech judiciously, and watch your six.”

“The microcameras and recording devices the Santiago brothers supply you should document everything,” Logan said. “When we take them down, we’ll have irrefutable proof of every crime.”

“When can I get Kaylee out?” Ethan demanded.

“As soon as you’ve completed the claiming ritual.”

He blanched. “She’s a goddamn virgin. Her innocence…”

Logan sent him a regretful glance, one mirrored on his brothers’ faces. “But better debauched than dead.”

Garrison closed his eyes and swore again.

The room fell silent as the full weight of their situation settled in. Matt exchanged a worried glance with Trees as Nash’s hands turned unsteady again.

“We’ll get it done,” Trees finally said. “But prepare yourself to potentially play a long game.”

Nash nodded tightly. “Just make sure our covers hold. I’ll convince Haisley to play along. But I’m not leaving that island without her.”

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