"We know where he is. One of our contacts got us the drawings of the building. One of our guys got close and used a through-wall camera to look in. We know which room they are in. She's safe for now."
Tears sprang to her eyes, and she wanted to hug Sharp, but instead she hugged herself. Thario and Frog came up beside her, and she reached for Thario's hand, holding on to him.
"Do you think you can rescue her?" Her voice cracked with emotion as she spoke, but she didn't try to hide those emotions.
“We’re working up a plan.”
“We’ll stay back here. Just keep us updated.”
“Sure. We’re meeting in just a few minutes to go over what we’re going to do. I think you should both be there.”
"Thank you." Calla was thankful they were including her in the planning stage. She had been very lucky to be rescued byThario's friends. They didn't know they were rescuing her, but they'd saved her.
If she’d gotten free another way, if something else had happened, she wouldn’t have any idea how to deal with this situation now. She wouldn’t have had to call the police or put herself at risk.
The guys were assembling inside, and she followed Sharp in just as her phone rang. She froze, fear pinging through her as she grabbed the device from her pocket and saw it was her sister's number.
“It’s him.”
“Answer it, and we’ll be quiet.”
She answered, her hands shaking as she put it on speaker. “Hello.”
“You only have twelve hours. You’d best show up.”
“I-I’m trying.”
“Try harder. You’d better show up.”
“Let me talk to her.”
Brent laughed. “You’re in no place to bargain. You can talk to her when you show up.”
Tears sprang to her eyes. She hadn't seen her sister in years, and she needed to make sure she was fine. The men surrounding her were silent, and she knew they were going to help her, but still, the emotions overrode her confidence in them, and she let out a strangled cry.
“Please.” The word came out as a whisper.
“Get yourself together and get here,” Brent commanded before the line went dead.
She made sure the call had ended before she spoke. “Phone is off.”
“I checked the camera feed, she’s still okay,” one of the guys said.
Calla nodded. “Please save her.”
Thario pulled her closer, and she leaned against him. She had to trust these guys. They'd saved her, or some of them had. Some of the men she'd never seen before, but she trusted Thario, so she trusted the men.
They were deep in conversation about how they were going to make their attack. It sounded good, but what did she know? She had to let go and let them do their job or everything could end up going horribly wrong.
Chapter 39
Thario wishedhe could go in with the guys, but it had been too long since he’d done any training. He should get back into doing scenarios, and maybe then he could run some missions.
Though he’d lost mobility and some strength, he was still fit. Maybe it was just his confidence keeping him from acting. He knew if he had to take down someone, he could. When he measured himself against these guys, he came up short. But he wasn’t totally incapable, just not SEAL team ready.
“Thank you for everything,” Calla said.
He turned his head, focusing on her. She was looking at him like he was saving the day. He wasn’t, but she had confidence in him. That felt good.
