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He relented. “Fine.”

“Gabe, help me get him upstairs.”

The trio retreated, leaving the bomb Tye had just dropped behind. Reyna’s heart was in her throat as she realized she’d have to wait longer to get more information about her brothers.

“We’re going to need to interrogate Everett,” Sydney said. “He set us up for this. We need to know all the information he has. I’m going to give Gabe the go for whatever methods prove fruitful.”

Reyna’s gaze snapped to her. “Everett didn’t know.”

“He clearly did. He told you it was a trap.”

“He pieced it together when I told him we sent a team there. He didn’t know before then. Why would he tell me it was an ambush? He wouldn’t want me to know he was involved.”

“He wants you to trust him. Providing you with key information once it was already past the point when it could be of value is an easy way to do so.”

“I really don’t think he had anything to do with it.”

“Either he was manipulated or he manipulated us,” Sydney said evenly. “Either way, we will find out tonight.”

It was nearly dawn when Gabe returned to the conference room.

Reyna had finally sat down, head resting on her hands, eyes drooping from lack of sleep—and yet she wasn’t tired. Just exhausted.

“Either he’s trained to endure this,” Gabe said, flexing his fist and revealing split knuckles, “or he really didn’t know what he was leading us into.”

Reyna smiled faintly. She’d been right. But the smile didn’t stay long. Everett’s involvement didn’t change anything. Her brothers were still unaccounted for, along with everyone else. Meghan had Tye ordered into a chair at the table when he wouldn’t cease pacing.

“Lower-level entry access requested,” Tony said in the same tone he’d been using all day.

“What?” Reyna gasped. Her head popped up.

“Hold. Let me get that camera up.”

He typed furiously on his computer. Everyone crowded in around him, hoping to get the first glimpse. The screen flickered and revealed a person.

Reyna’s breath released in a whoosh. Her legs gave out, and she clutched at the table. “Drew.”

“Should I grant him access?” Tony asked Sydney.

“Gabe, go and meet him, then yes,” Sydney said.

Reyna darted to her feet. “I’m going with him.”

“We need to assess him and make sure there are no more threats,” Sydney said.

“You want a threat?” Reyna snarled. “Just try to keep me from my brother.”

Without a backward glance, she stormed from the room. Gabe dashed after her. He put a hand on her shoulder to move into place beside her, but neither of them let up. They raced down the stairs, their breath in tandem with their movements. He was faster, but he didn’t let her fall behind as they finally hit the level where Drew had come in.

Gabe spoke into a radio. “We’re here.”

“Access: three, two, one,” Tony counted down.

The door slid open.

Drew collapsed forward onto the floor. Reyna ran to him, cradling his head in her arms. She pushed his fine hair out of his eyes.

“Drew,” she whispered. Tears streamed down her cheeks. “You’re alive. You’re okay now. You’re here.”