“Elevator should be there.”
As usual, Sam was right. She probably had something to do with it, but he wasn’t going question it. They hurried onto the elevator and the doors closed just as he heard the clatter of the bastards following them.
“What the hell was that?” Raquel asked, her voice sounding a little shellshocked. When he glanced at her, he realized her face had lost a lot of its color. Her breathing was shallow and her pupils were dilated.
“Hey, take deep breaths,” Eden said.
They reached the first floor and as they stepped out into the lobby of the resort, he saw familiar faces walking toward them—one of them his sister. Task Force Hawai’i had arrived.
“Oh, forgot to tell you that I made sure both TFH and Dillon got the call. You’re welcome.”
Before he could say thanks, she had signed off and was gone.
“Howzit, bro?” Autumn asked. “Got a call from your bestie. You just couldn’t let my last week in the field be normal, could you?”
His sister and brother-in-law both worked for the elite Task Force Hawai’i. She worked on Team Alpha and Seth was the captain for Team Bravo. She was taking a temporary role in the office because of her pregnancy.
He rolled his eyes. “We have two kidnappers on their way down.”
“Yes. I hope I get to hit someone.”
“Autumn,” Adam Lee said. He was the commander of Team Alpha, and Autumn’s boss. “What have I told you about that?”
“Thinking those things are okay. Say them out loud and we end up in court.”
“And we know you hate court,” her supervisor said.
“We’ll get another room and let y’all know where we are,” Eden said, her Texan accent thicker than normal. That happened anytime she was stressed. They were met in the lobby by the resort manager. He was about an inch or two shorter than Ian, with a balding head. He was wearing the white pants and Hawaiian shirt all the staff wore.
“Mr. Smith, we have a conference room ready for you.”
“Let me guess. You got a call from a woman?”
He nodded and led them down a maze of halls. If he didn’t know better, he would think this guy was in on the abduction, but he got it. Places this resort featured were out of the way rooms for the rich and famous…or just rich people who were meeting in private. It took them just a few minutes before they were ushered into an empty conference room.
“Thank you.”
“Do you need anything else?”
He glanced around the room; took in the long table, the coffee, tea, and water set up and shook his head. “No, thank you.”
“What did those men want?” Raquel asked once they were finally alone.
“Not sure,” Eden said. “Did Sam say anything?”
“No,” he said, but that was a lie. Sam had said something that was nagging at him. She doesn’t fall far from the mama tree. “Your mother didn’t come with you on this trip?”
She shrugged. “She was sleeping with Chuck, so she was pissed when the record label fired him.”
Chuck the security dude who was canned. Great. This seemed like a set up, and worse, it seemed her mother might have been in on it. She put her own child in danger. He shared a look with Eden and knew she was thinking the same thing.
“I think you might want to have a conversation with your mother.”
“What? Why?”
“Just call it a hunch, but she might know how those guys found out your information.”
“So, another satisfied client,” Luc Warner, managing partner for the Dillon Pacific office said. The former SEAL sported a close-cropped beard that was peppered with grey. He still kept his hair military short and, from the looks of it, kept up with the same physical workout regimen as when he was in the Navy.
