We walk back over to the car and pile in.I wrap my fingers around the steering wheel, watching Amirah in the rearview mirror as I reverse out of the parking lot.
She’s looking out the window, taking everything in.There’s a little crease between her eyebrows.Zion rests his hand on her knee.We’ve left Cleo with her babysitter, Natalie.She’s the only person outside of us that Zion trusts with her, and Cleo knows Natalie.
I worry about his little girl.The changes.Finding out her mother is gone forever.It’s not going to be an easy road for her here with us, but it’s better than being with Callan.
The car remains silent the whole trip over the tracks and into the docks.Two large ships sit idle in the bay.Containers are being lifted off and placed down on the port.All of this could be ours today if this plays in our favor.
We pull up next to a deep-red Bugatti La Voiture Noire, and I want to open my door into it, scratch it up, but it won’t matter to them.They’ll just pay to get it fixed.The amount of money they have is ridiculous compared to the people in Daringhood, and they don’t give a shit.
“Do you think there are women in those containers right now?”Amirah asks, pointing to one with Bill’s Freight on the side.
I shrug.“Who knows?”But then I wrap an arm around her.“If there are, we’re about to save them.We’re going to take over—they’ll want you back.”
She goes to open her door.
“Wait,” I say, and she pauses.
“Whatever happens, you’ll always have a safe place with us,” I reassure Amirah, watching her in the rearview mirror.
A tear falls down her cheek, and she wipes it away.“I know,” she says quietly.
Bear groans before sliding out the passenger side and slamming the door.The car shakes, and I curse.
“He going to give us trouble?”Zion asks.
“When doesn’t he?”I quip, and we follow him out.
The sun starts to set on the horizon, the orange glow reflecting off the water.It’s eerily quiet.Amirah stays close beside me.Looking around the dock, I try to spot any of our backup, but I can’t see them, which is good.If I can’t, that means The Brotherhood can’t either.
A scream bellows from across the port, and Freya comes running out from behind one of the containers, headed straight for us.Her long brown hair is flying behind her.
I smile.Fuck, I’ve missed my best friend.
She runs straight into Amirah, lifting her up and spinning her around.Amirah laughs.I leave them to their little reunion, keeping close to Amirah, not wanting Freya to take her and ruin everything.Freya lets her go, and then she turns toward me.
Her fist swings straight at my stomach.Oh, fuck.
Chapter Forty
Amirah
Freya hits Kai straight in the gut.He stumbles backward, groaning, and I smile.That’s my best friend.
“What the hell were you thinking?”she snaps at him, folding her arms over her chest.
“You know this wasn’t my idea,” he says, and Freya glares at Bear, clearly putting two and two together.
He simply shrugs, then winks at me.My cheeks heat.
Freya looks between us, frowning, and shakes her head.“You could have not taken her, too, but you did.”
Lucas, Hazen, and my brother come up behind Freya.Gage looks furious.He pushes past the guys and heads straight over to me, scooping me into his arms.I hug him back.I’ve missed him and his grumpy butt.He releases me all too quickly.There’s a softness in his green eyes that I hardly see anymore.
“You good?”he asks, checking over my body, and I nod.
The softness disappears before morphing into anger.He moves back in line with Lucas and Hazen, tugging me along with him.But Bear wraps his arms around my stomach, pulling me back, and Gage curses, releasing me.I fall back next to Bear and Kai.
“I’m going to kill you all for taking her.For lying and deceiving us,” Gage snaps.
