“Wait, Evie also mentioned one of Rebecca’s dad’s bikes have gone missing.”
I drop my head back and then wince at the pain.The twins being there only means disaster.They don’t do things halfway.My only hope is that they know Milly has been taken, and that it’s Black who has her.
CHAPTER FORTY
Reid
The second we hit thelong, winding road leading up to the strip, I begin to question our approach.We’re just going to pull up like we’re having dinner with our granddad.We have nothing with us.No weapons.It’s just us and Malia.And I’m not saying that as an insult.I’m pretty sure Malia could take on two men at the same time.But will it be enough?We don’t know who’s there.Are we meant to go in there and point at them, and then demand they give us the child back?Do we stamp our feet?Have a dance off?
We don’t really have a truck load of options here.One thing that isn’t an option, though, is that we have to move quickly.Black can’t escape again.
“I don’t want to mess with people’s heads, but if we don’t get him this evening, I have a sinking feeling we won’t see him again,” I declare, voicing my fears.
“He’s going to have men,” Jaxon adds.“I have two bats and a crowbar in my boot.You should get the balaclavas out too.Maverick has them in everyone’s car just in case.”
“Stop here and let me out,” Malia orders.
“What?Why?”I rush out.
Is she fucking stupid?We are close.I didn’t expect her to be a chicken shit.
“I’m not a chicken shit, Reid,” she snaps, and my eyes bug out as I have an internal mini freak out.I didn’t say any of that out loud.My eyes squint as I stare at her.Is she a mind reader?“I’m not a mind reader either, but whilst they are concentrating on you guys, I want to get Milly out of there.She’ll be the first person they hurt to get at you.”
Jaxon puts the car in park and waits for her to get out.“Are you not going to take a bat, or even a balaclava?”
She rolls her eyes at me, acting like I just asked if she wants to take a bath with a pig.“Trust me, I’ll find a weapon and I don’t plan to be seen.”
She’s lying, but it’s her choice about what she does.We’re not her keepers, and despite the sound Liam makes, no one else makes a move to stop her either.I can tell by his side profile that he’s a mix between being pissed and concerned.His clenched jaw doesn’t ease up at all.
We drive on as she disappears into a cluster of trees which should bring her out either at the side or behind the hanger.The road curves slightly after a few minutes.
“I feel like we need to make an entrance, but I’m too scared the ideas running through my head might get Milly killed,” I admit.
“We don’t need a big entrance,” Liam states as I kneel up on the seat, punching the parcel shelf so it falls in.With a little effort, I manage to get the two bats and the crow bar out, plus grab a handful of balaclavas, handing two of them to Liam, plus one of the bats and the crow bar.
Three men rush out when we are less than a minute away from the hanger.All of us are partially wearing the balaclavas, but when we get close enough to be picked out in a line-up, we pull the material down over our mouths.“Let’s get rid of some obstructions,” Jaxon whispers.
