Boone looked past him, noting all the suitcases lined up against the far wall.His stomach twisted as he saw duct tape and rope on the bed.
“Leave now!”the man said, anger flashing across his face as he saw Boone peering around him.“You’re causing a commotion and are at the wrong room.”
Boone tensed.Radley giggled, pretending to sway slightly on her feet.“We’re not at the wrong room,” she said.“You are.Oh!I’m going to be sick.Baby, I think I drank too much.”Her hand flew to her mouth, her eyes wide, and as the man stepped back in a hurry as she pretended to throw up, Boone charged.
The man grunted as Boone tackled him to the ground, Radley neatly jumping over them both and rushing into the hotel room.Gage was already charging down the hall, talking into his mic.He knelt down and assisted Boone, pulling out zip ties to restrain Damon Miller.Miller was shouting and causing a commotion, fighting to free himself, but he had no way of overpowering both men.
The moment was over seconds after it had started.
“She’s back here!”Radley yelled.Moments later, she was guiding out a frightened young woman.The missing sister of the servicemember was gagged, her wrists tied together, and Boone noted that her eyes were wide, tears running down her cheeks.
“You’re safe now,” Gage told her.
Radley gently removed her gag, using a knife to cut the ropes binding the woman’s wrists.
“How—how did you find me?”the woman asked, crying harder.“They kidnapped me, and I couldn’t escape.I was locked in a cabin and then moved around.I think they’re going to set off bombs somewhere in the city!”
“It’s okay,” Radley said, guiding her to sit down on the bed.“We’ve already neutralized the threat.The police will be here shortly, along with EMTs so you can get a medical evaluation.And I know for a fact that your brother has been looking for you.”
“He has?”she asked, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks.
“Yes.You’ll be able to contact him and the rest of your family soon.”
Boone stood, Gage still restraining the tango.His gaze swept over Radley, taking in every inch.She was in her element, calming the victim, speaking quietly into her mic, in complete control of the situation.
“You good?”Boone asked her.
“Of course, soldier,” she said, flashing him a smile.
She brushed some of her dark hair back, her gaze locking with his own.Something passed between them in that moment.A promise.A future.Forever.Boone felt his chest fill with pride, with love for this woman.
They’d both lived a wild, crazy life, and this was only the beginning.
Epilogue
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