My phone buzzes with Cole on the other end.
“Anything?” I ask him upon answering. But then I pull up the information of the rooms each bastard is in. “Wait, I got it.”
“Okay, I was going to say facial recognition picked up their faces in the hotel. So you got the rooms?” Cole asks.
“Yes, I do,” I say, typing on my computer, writing down each room. “How is Sunny?”
She’s staying at my place while I'm gone. It makes me feel safer since I have cameras in every corner imaginable in my home.
“Sleeping soundly in your bed,” Cole says.
My heart pummels in my chest. Knowing she fell asleep without so much as a response from me, but my hands are quite literally full right now.
Now that I know the purpose of this trip, I can get it done and move on. Any time away is less time for me to focus on her.
“Okay, you let me know when to send our guys to the rooms. Send me the information as soon as you can,” Cole says.
“I will. How the hell am I going to do this without pissing offall these guys? They’re supposed to be contracted with us.” I rub a hand over my face. “I mean, sure, Katerina is the key to the contracts, but I can’t just let the other girls stay. And she refuses to leave without them.”
“We will figure it out. It just shows them they can’t fuck with the Caddell Company.”
“Okay, I just emailed you the rooms.”
“Alright, on your command, boss.”
“Send them over,” I tell him.
“They should be there in ten minutes.”
“Perfect. I’ll be waiting.”
Then our call goes dead. I pull my phone to the thread of messages where Sunny’s text is left unanswered.
You better have listened to me. No one touches what’s mine except for me. Not even you. Sleep well, little fire. I love you.
CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR
TYLER
Checkingmy phone to see she hasn’t texted back, I pull up the feed and see her passed out in our bed.
She’s on her back, curls sprawled across the pillow, arms above her head. And I’m pretty sure I even see a little drool on the side of her chin.
I fuckinglovethat girl.
When I go to check the cameras at her apartment, I’m alerted by Cole’s text that the guys are here.
I make my way to the hallway, gun in hand, walking down with the guys behind me, assigning them to each room, guiding them and giving commands.
They all kick in the doors, and I watch on the feed, the cameras going back and forth to each room in different parts of the hotel. The chaos unravels as girls scream and men yell unhappily.
My men drag the girls out of the rooms to the ones I have booked for them. Some of them are half naked. Some of them are almost completely knocked out. It makes something flip in my stomach and rage burns me from the inside out.
They finally bring all the girls to the room I have for them.Half are shaking scared while the other half are barely coherent from the drugs.
I run a hand over my tired face. It’s three in the morning and I need sleep.
“Okay, you have two choices. Get out and go home or stay. I want you to know the option for freedom is here. You need to decide. You have until tomorrow morning to make your choice so I can get you all out of here before someone comes looking for you.” They all look at me like deer in the headlights.
