Sinner’s lungs burned. His thigh muscles twitched as his body tried to take over. Meanwhile, the team talked circles around a plan. Chase suggested Opal be put in a safehouse, and Con shot down the idea.
“We did that once with Kennedy. We need to keep Opal close.”
Sinner’s gaze dropped to the tracking app. The little dot that represented Opal wasn’t where it should be. Her pin wasn’t anywhere near the office.
“She’s not at work.” His cold tone cut across the other voices as his blood turned to ice.
Elin’s face appeared in the corner of the screen. “What?”
“Opal’s not at work. Did you pull her?” His heart sledgehammered his ribs.
Elin shook her head hard. “No. She’s not going anywhere without you. Dammit! Mason and Ash haven’t reached her yet.”
“Goddammit!” Sinner blasted to his feet.
In the back of his mind, he heard Con’s voice that day he pulled Opal into his office alone and shared his concerns about her bad track record as a team player.
His gut told him the situation was off. She was great at playing roles and masking her emotions…but not when it came to him.
He shook his head. “She wouldn’t leave without telling me.”
His brain fired through the possibilities. Opal was a lot of things—savvy, street-smart and a hard ass—but she was never reckless.
She didn’t run. She didn’t make moves without thinking them through and overthinking them five more times after that.
“I have a tracker on her. I’m going after her.” Sinner was moving as he spoke, grabbing his go-bag from the corner and checking his weapon.
“Negative. Wait for the team. We’re assembling now.”
Sinner’s hands stilled for half a heartbeat. “Cipher’s not going to wait for us to get the advantage—he’s going to move fast. You know it. I know it.”
“Sinner, that’s an order. Stand down!”
But he was already at the door, his hand on the knob. He looked into the camera one last time.
“I’m not losing her.”
He ended the call.
Cipher wanted revenge? He could fucking have it.
But he’d have to go through Sinner first.
And Sinner didn’t plan on losing.
* * * * *
Though Opal felt anything but steady on the inside, her hands didn’t have the slightest tremble as she drove.
That was good. That was training.
The rest of her was a goddamn mess.
All she could see was Sinner’s dark eyes when he told her he wouldn’t let her walk into danger. And oh, her lungs screamed for air she couldn’t quite give them because her heart stopped pumping as she walked away from the man she loved.
Anything could happen today. Cipher could blow up her office building. He’d done it before.
He could go after Sinner to get to her.
