“But they changed it?”
She nodded. “The report was changed to reflect the DNA match.”
“That can happen?” El asked.
“No. Blood typing has been around for a long time. One of the best labs in the country is not about to get it wrong, not something like this. There was one person who had B-positive though.”
“Hiller,” Ian said, looking first at Emily, then at Eden. This just got really bad.
“Oh, and someone who looks very similar to her father, or how he would look with a little work, has been all over this island. I used facial recognition. He’s even been in the building where Dillon is headquartered here.”
Ian walked over to the laptop. He watched a man in his sixties walk into the building. You could tell that he had had a little work done, but there was no doubt in his mind that was Michael Underwood.
“Fuckin’ bold walking in that way,” Jenner said, as he watched the screen.
“Arrogant,” Miko said. “And I’m sure he’s a narcissist. There is no doubt in my mind.”
“We have to find him,” Ian said.
“I have a facial recognition program running in some places. Dillon, the traffic cams…I’m going to try to trace him to see where he’s staying.”
The moment she finished her sentence the sensor alarms went off. That tickle at the back of his neck was a full punch at the moment. He was already moving when the lights shut off in the house. Ice coated his spine as he made his way down the hallway. He needed to see Lila to make sure she was alright.
Keeping his back against the wall, he slinked down the hallway with Jenner right behind him. El and Eden, along with Emily, were doing what they could to contact the overwatch and call in the breach. This should not happen, ever. But Michael Underwood knew computers and he knew how to fuck with things.
Even as fear had his throat closing up, he approached the door. He wanted to breach it immediately, but he knew that might be a mistake. If someone had hold of Lila, they could accidentally hurt her. Ian could not have that.
He glanced back at Jenner, who nodded.
“Lila?”
There was no noise. The house hadn’t been completely wired with cameras in the rooms, but that would do them no good without electricity anyway. Avoiding the part of the floor that always squeaked, he leaned closer and pressed his ear up against the door.
“We’re coming in.”
Still nothing. The knob turned without resistance and he opened the door. Even before he saw the room, he knew what he would see. Or at least not see. As he stepped into the room, panic spiked. He could barely swallow past that knot in his throat.
Jenner checked the bathroom, but Ian walked to the opened window. That had not been open before.
Ian glanced back at Jenner, who shook his head. Ian knew she had been taken. He looked down at the window ledge and saw a little blood.
Pushing away the anxiety that had him by the bollocks, he strode back to the kitchen. He was going to find her and kill the bastard who thought he had a right to touch his woman.
Emily was there with Miko. The light off of Emily’s laptop gave an eerie glow to the room.
“Nothing?” Miko asked.
“Do you think she just left? She does have the skills to do that,” Emily said.
He shook his head. “There were a few drops of blood on the windowsill.
As the lights flickered back on, he pulled out his phone and called in the calvary. He knew Dillon had trackers, but he had family in the business.
“This better be good. The sun isn’t even up,” Seth said.
“I need your team. Lila’s been taken.”
“On or off the books?”
