My phone was buzzing non-stop as word spread through the organization. Every single man was mobilized and we tapped into every source of information moving through every contact we had across the island.
Running a hand through my hair, I stepped back toward the car, with Kyrill following in my wake.
“We about to shed some blood?”
“Yes.”
“Try to wait until we find out who did it.” Kyrill sighed and slid into the passenger seat as the engine started. “You realize this might destroy any progress we’ve made.”
“Yup. Don’t fucking care.” I pulled out onto the road. “They took the woman I love from my home.”
He leaned his head back against the seat.
“Well,” he muttered. “Can’t say I blame you.”
“Tell me you wouldn’t do the same fucking thing if that was your woman.”
Rolling down the window, he put a cigarette between his lips and lit it. “Nah. I guess not.”
“Glad we got that cleared up,” I deadpanned. “Now let’s go hunt.”
The city blurred slightly as I pressed my foot down harder on the accelerator. My little devil was somewhere out there with the men who took her.
Iwouldfind her. There was simply no other option.
And if they’d frightened her — if they’dtouchedher — I’d make sure they’d regret it for the rest of their very short lives.
Chapter 36
Addy
Thecallendedabruptly,leaving a deafening silence in its wake. Dust motes floated lazily in the shafts of weak afternoon light filtering through the high windows. Somewhere overhead, an old fluorescent light fixture buzzed insistently, as if it had been hanging on for far too long.
Pompadour — or rather, Javier — lowered the phone slowly, staring at the blank screen as though it had personally betrayed him.
Across the room Angry Chihuahua stood with his arms locked tight across his chest. He rocked slightly on the balls of his feet in the restless way of someone who had just realized the horrible consequences of his actions.
Neither of them uttered a single word.
Great. Fantastic. Love that for me.
Silence meant they were thinking, and thinking meant they were possibly spiraling, which meant they were potentially about to do something incredibly stupid.
And Ireallyneeded them not to do that.
I waited a few seconds.
Five.
Ten.
Okay, that was my limit.
“Well…” The word came out thinner than intended, so I cleared my throat and tried again. “That, uh, felt … productive. In a terrifying, possibly life-ending kind of way?”
Both men looked at me as if they had momentarily forgotten the woman they had kidnapped was sitting just five feet away.
A little insulting, to be honest.