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me.” He didn’t care who he was talking to.
“Then don’t screw up! You had an order—bring her in. You think I don’t know what this is? Your team is too good to let this happen unless you wanted it to happen.”
Logan didn’t reply. His gaze was on the darkened building that waited less than a hundred feet away. The building that he’d soon be storming.
“You wanted to take out the Executioner, didn’t you? And you thought you’d use my—use Cassidy to do it.” The slipup had been brief, but Logan had heard it. “When Cassidy is back, there’s going to be a full accounting. Do you hear me? Your whole team will be up for review with me. Now do your job— get her out of there. ” Mercer swore. “I’m sending the others who’ve been on standby. I won’t risk her.”
The line went dead.
The others?
Mercer has more agents down here. They’ve been watching us. So that meant that backup would be coming their way. Even if those agents didn’t have eyes on them, Mercer could track Logan—the same way that Logan and Gunner had tracked Cale.
Logan shoved his phone aside, picked up his weapon and got ready for the battle that was waiting.
* * *
S HE HADN ’ T PLANNED to pull Cale into this mess. He wasn’t supposed to be a hostage.
If anything happened to him because of her, Cassidy knew she’d feel the aching guilt every day for the rest of her life.
No, Cale is strong. He’s probably been in and out of every hellhole on earth.
But he’d been shot moments before. He was weak. He couldn’t handle these men while he was hurt.
Despite what he might think, the man was only human.
“Stay behind me.” Cale’s words were the barest whisper.
He had a weapon, of sorts, clutched in his hand. A broken shard of glass. She’d grabbed a chunk of the glass, too. She wasn’t going to be defenseless, no matter what was coming her way.
She should have told Cale the full truth about herself—that there had been no need for him to be captured.
Not when the cavalry always had a direct linkup to her...and her location.
She’d had a plan in place. The minute she’d vanished from Cale’s sight, Mercer should have been alerted.
Her hand rose to her shoulder. The smallest spot of raised flesh was there, hiding her tracking device. Mercer had made sure she had the device implanted. When she’d vanished, he would have been notified immediately. He would have gotten a GPS lock on her—he would have sent in his men....
And then the Executioner could have been taken down.
The plan had seemed so perfect, mostly because the only threat had been to her.
But now Cale was a hostage with her. He was wounded, and he was about to launch himself at the men coming down the stairs.
Four men were rushing toward them. Cale just had that broken glass. He couldn’t defeat them all.
He doesn’t have to defeat them. Mercer will have learned about my abduction by now—the other agents who’d worked with Cale would have reported to him. So Mercer had probably already started tracking her.
Cale didn’t have to risk his life.
All they had to do was keep their captors distracted.
I have to keep Cale alive.
Because while the Executioner might be planning to use her, Cale would be disposable to him.
And if Cale came out of that darkness fighting...
His body was tense. Ready to spring out and attack.
Cassidy couldn’t let him do it. She couldn’t let him risk himself that way.
She ran away from him, racing toward the stairs.
“Cassidy!” Cale shouted.
But he hadn’t been prepared for her move. So he couldn’t stop her.
She nearly collided with a man in a black ski mask.
His hands flew out and locked around her.
The chunk of glass fell from her fingers. “Please don’t hurt him!”
The man’s fingers tightened around her, and he yanked her against him, spinning her so that her back pressed against his chest. “Why ever not?” His voice was deep, rumbling, terrifying. “I enjoy hurting
“Then don’t screw up! You had an order—bring her in. You think I don’t know what this is? Your team is too good to let this happen unless you wanted it to happen.”
Logan didn’t reply. His gaze was on the darkened building that waited less than a hundred feet away. The building that he’d soon be storming.
“You wanted to take out the Executioner, didn’t you? And you thought you’d use my—use Cassidy to do it.” The slipup had been brief, but Logan had heard it. “When Cassidy is back, there’s going to be a full accounting. Do you hear me? Your whole team will be up for review with me. Now do your job— get her out of there. ” Mercer swore. “I’m sending the others who’ve been on standby. I won’t risk her.”
The line went dead.
The others?
Mercer has more agents down here. They’ve been watching us. So that meant that backup would be coming their way. Even if those agents didn’t have eyes on them, Mercer could track Logan—the same way that Logan and Gunner had tracked Cale.
Logan shoved his phone aside, picked up his weapon and got ready for the battle that was waiting.
* * *
S HE HADN ’ T PLANNED to pull Cale into this mess. He wasn’t supposed to be a hostage.
If anything happened to him because of her, Cassidy knew she’d feel the aching guilt every day for the rest of her life.
No, Cale is strong. He’s probably been in and out of every hellhole on earth.
But he’d been shot moments before. He was weak. He couldn’t handle these men while he was hurt.
Despite what he might think, the man was only human.
“Stay behind me.” Cale’s words were the barest whisper.
He had a weapon, of sorts, clutched in his hand. A broken shard of glass. She’d grabbed a chunk of the glass, too. She wasn’t going to be defenseless, no matter what was coming her way.
She should have told Cale the full truth about herself—that there had been no need for him to be captured.
Not when the cavalry always had a direct linkup to her...and her location.
She’d had a plan in place. The minute she’d vanished from Cale’s sight, Mercer should have been alerted.
Her hand rose to her shoulder. The smallest spot of raised flesh was there, hiding her tracking device. Mercer had made sure she had the device implanted. When she’d vanished, he would have been notified immediately. He would have gotten a GPS lock on her—he would have sent in his men....
And then the Executioner could have been taken down.
The plan had seemed so perfect, mostly because the only threat had been to her.
But now Cale was a hostage with her. He was wounded, and he was about to launch himself at the men coming down the stairs.
Four men were rushing toward them. Cale just had that broken glass. He couldn’t defeat them all.
He doesn’t have to defeat them. Mercer will have learned about my abduction by now—the other agents who’d worked with Cale would have reported to him. So Mercer had probably already started tracking her.
Cale didn’t have to risk his life.
All they had to do was keep their captors distracted.
I have to keep Cale alive.
Because while the Executioner might be planning to use her, Cale would be disposable to him.
And if Cale came out of that darkness fighting...
His body was tense. Ready to spring out and attack.
Cassidy couldn’t let him do it. She couldn’t let him risk himself that way.
She ran away from him, racing toward the stairs.
“Cassidy!” Cale shouted.
But he hadn’t been prepared for her move. So he couldn’t stop her.
She nearly collided with a man in a black ski mask.
His hands flew out and locked around her.
The chunk of glass fell from her fingers. “Please don’t hurt him!”
The man’s fingers tightened around her, and he yanked her against him, spinning her so that her back pressed against his chest. “Why ever not?” His voice was deep, rumbling, terrifying. “I enjoy hurting
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