I never thought I’d want to kill another human being.
But I want to now.
I want to rip all of them to shreds with my bare fucking hands.
Should I be frightened by how easily that thought comes to me, how natural it feels? Maybe. But I’m not.
They drag me past vans parked haphazardly at the back of what I can now tell is a large clearing. I glance over my shoulder, noting the dirt road heading in the opposite direction and the escape it offers.
Not for me though.
Hope of a rescue dies with each step I take towards the growing noise ahead. I hold my head high, though, refusing to let them see how fucking scared I am. I reach for that rage again, cling to it with everything I have as the noise builds and builds.
We clear the last few vehicles and I see what has to be theringitself.
See the people surrounding it.
And the person waiting for me inside it.
No.
I falter, almost stumbling over my own feet as he spots me and grins.
I am so fucked.
23
LYNX
I hearthe noise of the crowd first.
Faint but unmistakeable.
And from the noise level as we get closer, there’s already a fight in progress.
I’m shifting back before the others notice I’ve stopped. “Fuck.”
They’re quick to follow suit.
“Doesn’t mean it’s him,” Beth whispers, handing out clothes. She hesitates, then puts a hand on my arm. “They’ll probably save him till last.”
Because he’s the main event.
Fists clenched, eyes closed, I take a fucking minute to let the rage simmer to something that won’t have me tearing through the woods to get to them.
We can’t go in there without a plan.
We can’t afford to make any mistakes, because I don’t know what they’ll do to him if we’re discovered. It’s the only thing that keeps me stationary.
“Here.” Beth presses my clothes and boots against my chest.
Grey approaches as we finish dressing. He barely makes a sound as he crosses the forest floor. I’d be impressed if I didn’t know what he uses that stealth for. “Now what?”
Everyone looks to me.
“Cal’s contact said this was organised last minute, so hopefully security won’t be as tight as it usually is.” I meet Grey’s eyes. “But I think we have to assume that Fox will have his hunter buddies there and possibly some FBs, considering Birch was the one to hand him over.”
“Do you know that for sure?” Grey asks, raising his hands when I snarl at him. “I’m only asking so that I know what I can report later. You know I’m going to have to give them something.”
