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“It’s going to be okay.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.

Her brother hesitated, then wrapped his arms around her and held on tight.

“I’m worried something happened to her. Something bad.”

Emily muttered something under her breath, but at least she kept it quiet enough that their clients didn’t hear her.

“Dillon is good. They will do everything in their power to find her.”

Ian noticed that Lani didn’t say she would be alive, but then she was a lawyer.

She pulled away from her brother and looked at Ian. “Any news?”

He shook his head. “I called in a favor with TFH and their Team Bravo. That’s their search and rescue group.”

“I can pay for someone. We don’t need to use state resources,” Ian said.

“Mate, they’re the best,” Wulf said.

“And Ian has an in with them,” Eden said. “His sister is married to the guy in charge of search and rescue.”

“Plus, there are only a handful of search and rescue groups here,” Ian said. As if on cue, the doorbell rang.

“Hot men with guns. Just my type,” Emily said, turning to answer the door.

The murmur of voices filled the foyer, and then Emily led them back to the living space. Some of his worry settled as he watched his brother-in-law lead his team into the room.

“Hey, Ian, I heard you need help.”

Jakob nodded to Team Bravo as they filled the room. He’d met the five-person team when he met with Adam Lee, the leader of Team Alpha. That’s when it hit him with what Smith had said.

“You’re Autumn’s brother?”

He nodded. They didn’t look that much alike except around the eyes.

Then he turned to study Team Bravo. The newly formed team’s primary focus was search and rescue, while he knew they were building another team to take care of terrorism threats. This was a five-person team with the leader, Seth Harrington. He knew the other man had been a SEAL, as had Rami Ramirez, another team member. Standing to the right of Seth was Ryan Morrison, the dog handler. He’d heard he was from California, as was Maya, his dog. She sat patiently by his side.

A rather tall African American fellow stood directly behind Seth. Kap had been a member of NCIS and was staring daggers at Eden, but she was pretending to ignore him. Then, there was the lone woman on the team. Nikki Kekoa was a fierce Hawaiian who had been in the Coast Guard.

“We’ve been briefed by Dillon,” Seth said. “We have Charity keeping an eye on her phone, and she will contact us as soon as she comes back online.”

“But what do we do until then?” Ben asked. He sounded so much older than he had yesterday.

He glanced at his friend. Yeah, worrying about someone you love would do that to you.

“We need to go over her friends and her habits. We also need her recent clothing for Maya. I understand that her car is missing?”

That was news to him. He watched Ben nod. As if on cue, Seth’s phone rang. He frowned when he looked down at the screen.

“Hello.” Then he listened. “Sam?—”

Whatever was being said had him quiet.

“We don’t need her help,” Ian muttered, but Seth ignored him as he listened.

“Gotcha. I take it I don’t want to know how you found that out?”

There was a humming silence. “Thanks, Sam.”

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