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Either they’re involved, or they’re compromised, or they’re stupid enough to let their equipment be stolen.

Any of those scenarios ends badly for them.

“I’ll get confirmation before I burn anything down,” I say finally.

“That’s not as reassuring as you think it is.”

I move toward the living room, crouching down in front of the couch where Parker is still holding Liam.

“I have to go handle something,” I tell her quietly.

Her eyes widen. “Silas?—”

“The boys will be safe here. Jace and Cal are staying. Security’s locked down tight. No one’s getting near this house.”

“Where are you going?”

“To get answers.” I reach out, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’ll be back soon.”

“Be careful.” Her hand catches mine, squeezing tight. “Please.”

“Always, firefly.”

I stand, ruffling Noah’s hair as I pass. “Be good for your mom and uncles, yeah?”

“You’re coming back, right?” Noah asks, his voice small.

“Promise.” I crouch down again, meeting his eyes. “I’m just going to make sure those bad people can’t come back. Then I’ll be home.”

Home.

When did this become home?

Noah nods, seemingly satisfied. Liam gives me a small wave from Parker’s lap.

Jace stands, following me to the door. “You need backup?”

“Taking Marcus and two others.” I check my weapon, making sure it’s secure. “You’re needed here more.”

“Silas.” His voice drops. “Don’t start something we can’t finish.”

“I’m going to finish what someone else started.” I meet his eyes. “Someone put those kids in danger. Made them afraid. Made them cry. Someone’s going to pay for that.”

“Just make sure it’s the right someone.”

“It will be.” I open the door, then pause. “Take care of them.”

“Always.”

I step out into the evening air, the security team immediately forming up around me. Marcus—our head of personal security—falls into step beside me as we head for the vehicles.

“Where to, boss?”

“Ramirez Auto Group.” I slide into the passenger seat of the SUV. “And Marcus? We’re going in quiet, but if things go loud, priority is getting information, not keeping anyone breathing.”

“Understood.”

The drive takes fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes of running scenarios, calculating approaches, deciding how I’m going to play this.