Page 100 of When He Fights
He still didn’t let her go.Her arms were around him, too, holding on tightly.Maybe even tighter than he held her.
“I called you,” Ana said.
He made himself let her go.Not completely.Just eased up enough so he could stare down into her face.
“You didn’t answer.”She blinked away tears.“I thought you’d died on me.”
He kissed her.Had to do it.Kissed her deep and hard.Kissed her with all of the wild emotions coursing through his veins.Fear.Fury.But most of all, love.
He loved her so much.So insanely much.
He pushed her back.“You have to get the hell out of here.”His gaze whipped around.Landed on Tyler.“Why is she here?”His buddy had been given one job.One very important job.Fly Ana to safety.Notbring her into hell.
“Ana’s here because she drove the vehicle,” Tyler responded.
What?
“I had to make sure you were okay.”Ana’s soft response.
His gaze jumped right back to Ana.
She winced.“You’re bleeding.I’m pretty sure you’re going to need more stitches.”
No, what he needed was her.But first—first he needed to wipe Logan Catalano from the face of the earth.“Go get on the plane, Ana.”His fingers curled around her waist.
But she shook her head.“I can’t.”
“Ana…”
She wet her lips.“He has Zuri.He wants me to come to him.If I don’t, he’ll kill her.”
What.The.Hell?
“I’m not leaving you.I’m not leaving Zuri.I’m staying.I’m fighting.”
They werebothfighting.
Ana’s house was dark.The windows had been boarded up in the front.Yellow police tape covered the pretty, wraparound porch.
Cops were everywhere.Cops.Feds.Bomb squad members.
Gray and his team had taken over the house next door—Mrs.Shirley’s place.Ana’s sweet neighbor had been quite stunned when the team of armed officers had appeared at her door.A female agent had spirited Ana’s neighbor away to a new, safe location, and Gray and Tyler had immediately accessed the footage from Mrs.Shirley’s doorbell camera.
There had been no footage of Logan or Zuri on that camera.
But…
Zuri’s car was parked behind Ana’s house.
“How did he get here?”The question came from Emerson.“Gray, you had eyes on the dojo.You said he never left.Turner Mitchell and Kyle Sanchez went inside.They were attacked.That means that Loganhadto be there.So how did he get out?Without anyone seeing him?”
Ana wrapped her arms around her stomach.She wanted to hear this explanation, too.Her gaze kept darting to Kane.A bruised and scratched and slightly blood-covered Kane.A Kane who looked exceedingly dangerous and exceedingly pissed.
A Kane who is alive.
“I’ve got people pulling up schematics for the block and businesses around the dojo,” Gray replied.He stared out of Mrs.Shirley’s side window, with his eyes narrowed.“I think there must have been a tunnel or hell, some kind of air duct or some shit, that connected to the businesses on either side of the dojo.If he’d been prepared—and clearly, he was—then Logan could have escaped that way.I believe the bastard was close by.I think he was watching us—at least for part of the time—and he made his getaway while we were trying not to get blown to hell and back.”
Ana pulled in a deep breath.“But where was Zuri?”Ice seemed to encase her skin.“Did he have her in my house the whole time?”
