Page 17 of Protecting Willa


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“That must have been really bad. So, the other woman, do you think he killed her?” Bree asked.

Riser shrugged. “We’re investigating. We don’t have physical evidence yet, but we’re working on that. I’m glad you’re alive and safe, and we want to keep it that way. So I’ll check in on you, and if he gets bail, we’ll keep tabs on him.”

Willa nodded, not sure how she felt now. Could Robert have killed a woman? She thought he could. Robert wasn’t a good person, too bad she’d learned that lesson after she’d gotten mixed up with him. “Thank you.”

“And if you feel like you’re in danger, please call,” Riser said.

“I will. Thank you for talking to me.”

“Yes, thank you for keeping her informed. This sounds very scary.”

Riser nodded. “It is. Be aware of your surroundings and call if you need to.”

When they stepped out of the police station, Bree gave her a quick hug. “Hey, you have my number, and I want you to check in with me. I’m going to be worried otherwise.”

“Why are you being so nice?” Willa asked.

“Because we all need people. I’ve needed help, and if no one stepped up to help me, I wouldn’t be here.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry.”

Bree squeezed her hand. “I’m fine. And now we need to make sure you’re okay.”

“Seriously, you’re being way too nice. No one is this nice.”

Bree’s laughter shocked her, but she could tell the laughter wasn’t meant to ridicule her. “I know there are some bad people out there, but there are good ones, too.”

“Thank you. Really, you don’t know how much this means to me.”

“I’m glad to help. And I’m serious about checking in with me. I want to make sure you are safe.”

“Thank you. And I will keep you informed. I really appreciate you coming down here with me. I was afraid something bad was going to happen, but you being here was great.”

Once in her car, Willa blew out a breath as relief hit. The last time she’d visited the police in San Francisco, the officer she’d talked to hadn’t been very nice. He’d told her she needed to be nicer to Robert, so he wasn’t so mad. That had felt very weird. Detective Riser seemed to take her concerns seriously.

She wasn’t sure if the police would hold Robert for a long time or just a few days, but hopefully, he would be held until his trial. She liked having the freedom to just live her life without worrying that Robert was watching.

This was how it was supposed to be. Having no threats from Robert, just living was nice. She didn’t have to constantly look over her shoulder, and she felt like she could actually breathe.

13

Cy moved into position in the dark of the moonless night. The mining facility wasn’t well situated for an invasion. The area had been cleared of trees and bushes, because of course it had, so cover was at a premium.

The fence around the facility was situated about thirty yards from the tree line and had razor wire twisted over the top. There were two high lookout perches on opposite corners of the fenced-in area. In other words, it looked like a fortress with razor wire.

At the moment, there were no lookouts positioned, but there were active surveillance cameras up top. It would be a bitch getting into the place, and once they got in their positions, that’s when the real fun would start.

This wouldn’t be a simple in and out with no shots fired. He just hoped the only people ending up with bullet holes in their bodies were the terrorists.

The brass had sent in two teams for this operation. His team was taking the south and west side of the building, while Trip’s team was attacking from the north and east side.

The guys on Trip’s team were great. They’d worked together before. He really liked working with Kevlar’s team, but they’d been preparing for their own mission.

Hop, Zip, and Rider were on a volleyball team with him, so he knew them better than the other guys. He was good friends with Bud, Q, and Trip, but they didn’t spend as much time together. He knew their families, knew their kids, and he wanted to make sure they all got home safe, just like the guys on his team.

Zip gave the signal that meant the operation was a go. Cy kept his movements smooth and steady as he raced toward the compound. They had one chance to get this right. If they didn’t, it was game over for the people being held by the terrorist group.

Whoever was supposed to be watching the camera feed must have been asleep, because they all made it through the fence without any resistance. Bang had run to hide behind the truck next to the equipment Cy was positioned behind.