My nerves buzz, adrenaline kicking in.
I want off this call.
I want inside—where I can see her with my own eyes.
Kai’s inside.He’s good.
But he’s not me.
“And for fuck’s sake,” Noel adds dryly, “keep it in your pants when you’re on the clock, Romeo.”
I snort.“I can multitask.”
He ignores that.“I’ve looped in Less.Jack’s still out of the country, but we’re reinforcing your position.”
“It’s fine,” I say.“I’ve got her.”
“Don’t get careless,” Noel warns.“Love makes people miss things.”
Then, quieter—deadlier, he adds, “And Ego?”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t let her out of your sight.If Marco, Hammerfall, or fucking Chekhov shows up, I want eyes and steel between them.Capture first.”
“You got the first part,” I grit out.“But if anyone lays a hand on her?—”
“I know, but it’s my job to say it,” Noel cuts in.“I get it, though.She’s your priority now.”
The line goes dead.
I sit there a moment longer, gripping the wheel until my knuckles go white.
Sabrina doesn’t know any of this yet.
Doesn’t know she’s standing in the center of a goddamn hornet’s nest.
Doesn’t know her brother might be about to drag hell straight to her door.
But I do.
And the thought of her in danger scares the living fuck out of me.
Which means one thing.
Whoever comes for her?
They better be ready to die trying.
Chapter19
Sabrina
My phone buzzes for the third time in a row.
Unknown number.
Again.
