He shrugs, shedding his jacket. “Let myself in. You good?”
“I'm fine.” My voice is steadier than I feel. “What's the plan?”
“You stay here. Prospects are on their way to keep watch. I'll handle finding Rhodes.”
“Excuse me?” I glare at him.
Tank steps closer, his massive frame towering over me. “You're not going out there.”
My chin jerks up. “And who's going to stop me?”
His jaw tightens. He mutters something that sounds like, “Rhodes… hands full… this one.”
“I heard that.”
Tank sighs, drags a hand down his face. “Look, I get it. You're worried. But this isn't your fight.”
“Kai is my fight.” I stand my ground. “If you think I'm going to sit here and wait, you don't know me.”
He studies me for a long moment, then shakes his head. “Fine. You follow my lead. No arguments. If I say duck, you duck.”
“Got it.”
“Go get ready. We leave in five.”
I head for the bedroom and grab jeans, a black sweater, boots. When I step back into the living room, Tank is leaning against the counter, phone to his ear. He ends the call as I approach.
“Got an update. Rhodes went to confront his mother tonight. He suspects she’s behind the sabotage of his bike. Parker went with him. Last known location was the Hammond estate.”
My stomach twists. “His mother? She actually...”
“We don't know anything yet. That hacker of yours is working on tracking them. Let's move.”
The elevator descends to the underground garage. Tank stands rigid beside me, his presence somehow reassuring.
The garage is dimly lit, rows of sleek vehicles gleaming under fluorescent lights. I guide him to a black Jeep in the corner.
“That'll do,” Tank says. “I drive.”
I let him. Right now it's not the moment to assert my independence. My neck is tense, shoulders contracted. I'm glad Tank seems calm.
The engine roars to life. We're barely out of the garage when his phone rings. He answers, presses a button on the dashboard.
Ethan's voice fills the cabin. “Emma, you there?”
“I'm here.”
“Maddox pulled security footage from the Hammond estate. We see them arriving at the gate. After that, nothing. No footage of them leaving. Maddox is working on hacking Helena's phone to see if there's anything useful.”
“How long will that take?”
“He's fast. Sit tight.”
The call ends. Tank's hands tighten on the wheel as we speed through empty streets.
“Do you think we'll find them in time?” I ask quietly.
Tank glances at me. “Rhodes is a tough bastard. Parker too. They'll hold their own until we get there.”
