Ro had left the guys at the bar and headed back to the hotel, where he managed to get a couple hours of sleep. When he finally woke up, it was almost three in the afternoon, but he was still able to shower and then grab all his stuff in time for a late checkout.
He met up with the team at the house they were renting to get everything started and see what Maddox had been able to find, and, as usual, he didn't disappoint.
Maddox was there, scouring the internet, seeking out information and surveillance guys. For lack of a better term, he was a hacker. In his own words, he was a “new school hacker…” a hacker that could kick ass and take names.
The guys were already prepped and waiting for him when he arrived, so he tossed his stuff to one side and checked out the gear they'd packed for him.
“We’ve got a small problem.” Ro heard Maddox say as he turned back to the group when he was done.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, after doing some digging on the internet when we got back here, it seems that Anton took off right after Devon made his escape.” Maddox clicked the mouse a few times and turned the screen so Ronin could see. “I got in touch with a few of our contacts, and they gave this area as the location where the alphahole set up his ‘business.’”
Ro stared at the screen and commented, “Lots of woods and no other people around.”
“And,” Maddox added, “it’s just outside his former pack’s boundaries. This area isn’t claimed by any pack, actually.”
Zander had walked over and as he glanced at the screen said, “Perfect spot for a rogue alpha to hide with impunity.”
Ro nodded in agreement as Nix stood up and headed over to the gear. “Are we ready to get this show on the road?”
The four of them headed out and split between two vehicles—Zander and Maddox taking the truck where they stowed all their gear, and Ro getting into the van, with Nix driving. They just hoped it would be enough space to fit the omegas they found.
“Okay, I did some more scouring on the web for us for when we get there,” Maddox said. Zander looked over from the driver’s seat when there was no reply from Ro or Nix.
“Can you hear me?” Maddox asked into the earbuds that they were using to communicate with each other.
“Loud and clear,” Nix said through their earpieces. “What’d you learn?”
“Okay. So there are no cameras that we can hack into, so once we get to this warehouse, we will be going in blind.”
“Great,” Ronin muttered, rolling his eyes.
“It’s not ideal,” Maddox agreed.
“It's fucking awesome is what it is.” Zander whooped. “We are fully armed and loaded, and this asshole won't know what hit him.”
Nix chuckled. “Zander is right. Anton is the one that needs to worry cause he sure as fuck won't know what's hit him.”
“Devon did say something about other men there too,” Ronin reminded them. “Aside from the Johns, there are other assholes that help keep the omegas in line.”
“I hate to even imagine how they achieved that.” Nix's grip on the steering wheel tightened. Ro was worried his friend would rip it off. Nix hissed, and he could tell his friend was on the edge, his tiger close to the surface. “He clearly has some assholes that think being an alpha means demeaning omegas. It pisses me off just thinking about it.”
“The bastard will get what's coming to him.” Ronin tried to soothe Nix, but he understood his friend's anger.
Nix glanced his way for a moment. “Fuck, yeah. The bastard won’t know what hit him. We’ve got this.”
Ronin wasn’t worried. From the moment he chose to see this through with his team, he felt confident that they would be able to do it.
“Ro's right.” Maddox’s voice came through in their ears. “We may be going in blind, but we've all been through tougher situations. And remember, the omegas are the mission. Getting them out is the mission. We can’t forget that.”
“You’re right,” Nix said. “You're very right.”
“And if we happen to spill some alphahole blood... well, that's just gravy,” Zander said, chiming in.
“Fuck yeah,” they all chorused in unison.
Ronin was certain that they would get the job done. He trusted these men with his life. With that thought in mind, he sat back and closed his eyes as they drove the rest of the almost six hours to get to the location... a warehouse, according to Maddox’s sources.
