Yeah, he could trust his brother-in-law. He might be a true-blue kind of guy who liked to do things by the book, but for family, Seth would always come through.
“I don’t give a fuck. I just need to find her.”
“You got it. Send me the location and we’ll meet up.”
Then the phone went dead.
Terror filled him, but he pushed it back and called on the ice he needed to complete the job.
Lila woke slowly, her head pounding. She knew without looking that her hands were zip tied, so she kept her eyes closed. If she pretended to still be knocked out, she could gather information on her abductors. She had been showered and just dressed when something happened. She couldn’t remember, but since she was waking up on a hard floor with her hands zip tied, it couldn’t be anything good.
“I think you gave her too much,” a man said, his voice carrying the tone of the islands. He was definitely a local.
“I did not.” Another man and another local. They couldn’t be the person after her, so she was dealing with the muscle.
She kept her eyes closed, her muscles lax.
“I don’t get why the bastard has such a hard-on for her.”
Rude, but she would like to know that too.
A door creaked open and she heard heavy steps.
“She’s still out,” the first guy said.
The person who entered said nothing, but she heard the retreating footsteps of her abductors. When the door closed, she sensed the person moving closer.
“I know you’re not sleeping, Delilah,” the man said. A man she knew.
She didn’t want to open her eyes because facing reality was painful. Still, she was the granddaughter of Judith Eddington and the daughter of Eloise Eddington-Underwood. She’d been taught to always be rational.
Blinking, she opened her eyes and found her father looking at her.
“Hello, Delilah. It’s been a long time.”
Eighteen
It seemed to take Team Bravo forever to get to the house. He knew he was being an ass, but he didn’t care. The woman he loved was out there in the hands of a narcissistic killer bent on taking her out. The idea that he had abducted her didn’t sit well with Ian. If he just wanted her out of the picture, he could have blown the entire house up. It wasn’t like it had been hard to fight him off.
Their security was top notch, but Ian’s insistence on being at this particular house had been a mistake. They had just purchased it, and the security upgrade had been ongoing. That had allowed Michael Underwood a way to fuck with their alarms.
Also, all three of their overwatch guys had been knocked out with some kind of drug.
Two SUVs stopped at the bottom of the stairs. As the team members slipped out of the vehicles, Ian noticed one familiar face that was not part of Team Bravo.
He jogged down he steps.
“Autumn, what are you doing here? You need to be far away from this.”
She rolled her eyes. “I’m not going out on the search. I offered to run point here with Emily. Also, you’re my brother, jackass. I was going to come regardless.”
His chest warmed as he pulled her into his arms. “Thanks.”
She hesitated for a second. Autumn sometimes had issues with physical demonstrations. “We’ll find her. You have to believe.”
He nodded, although he knew that every minute that ticked away, there was a chance Lila would be killed. Michael Underwood wanted that end tied up in a nice big bow. Ian refused to let that happen. He had just found Lila, and he wasn’t letting her go.
“Hey, I think I found out where they are staying,” Emily called out, as she motioned them all into the house.
