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and must have touched in the right spot. A light snick sounded and a metal tab popped up.
Pulling his gun from his shoulder holster, he took off the safety and looked at his brothers. Then he unclipped the small put powerful flashlight from his belt. No words were necessary. They would always have his back.
Taking a deep breath, Stedman pushed all emotion away and pulled his mental shield back in place. This wasn’t the time or place to feel. Grabbing the handle, he pulled hard and then pushed the large wooden panel away. A quick search with his flashlight showed there were no stairs or ladder, so he jumped.
Stedman landed on his feet and quickly went to his belly and rolled, using his enhanced speed, all the while shining his flashlight around while aiming his gun. Getting to his feet, he called to the others.
“All clear. Wolf, you’re needed.”
At the far wall, two women were chained with metal manacles around their wrists and feet, their eyes wide with fear. Their mouths were covered with duct tape, and they were both battered and bruised.
Stedman controlled his reaction to the sight of women in pain. It brought back all at once the moment he’d set eyes on Alicia. He had to remind himself that their woman was safe back at the stud. His attention needed to be here. “It’s all right. We’re here to help you,” Stedman said in a calm, soothing voice. His brothers as well as Seton, Wolf, and Lander were at his side moments later.
“Wolf, help me get the tape off. Seton, contact the others. We need bolt cutters.”
Both women were in their early twenties and half-naked. They looked so damn scared, and he was about to cause more pain by removing the tape.
“I’m sorry, honey. I don’t want to hurt you, but we have to get this tape off.”
She cringed back at first but then seemed to gather her courage. She stood up straighter and gave a slight nod. He peeled the tape from the dark-haired woman’s mouth, while Wolf did the same for the other woman.
“We have to wait for the bolt cutters to get you out of here,” Stedman said calmly and smiled. “I’ll bet you’d like a drink.”
At her nod, Stedman removed his backpack and retrieved his canteen. He unscrewed the top and held it to her lips. She tried to gulp, so he pulled the bottle away. When she whimpered he told her, “You have to take it slow, honey. If you overload your stomach, you’ll make yourself sick. Just a few sips now, and you can have more again real soon. Okay?”
She nodded again and took a few sips. Wolf was also talking to the other female and giving her precious fluids. Ward, Bronsin, Seton, and Lander were searching the dirt room. Seton cursed when he opened a large toolbox, and Stedman questioned him by raising an eyebrow. His colleague shook his head, and Stedman knew he would have to wait for his answer.
“We’re coming in.” Codi’s voice sounded over the mic.
The Healy brothers looked grim when they saw the women but didn’t allow themselves to react. Codi first took the bolt cutters over to the dark-haired woman.
“Don’t move,” Codi commanded. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She nodded but watched warily as Codi got to work. The women were released, but they still had the manacles around their wrists and ankles. The metal was too thick to cut through with the cutters.
Stedman caught her around the waist as she slumped forward, her limbs obviously too weak to hold her weight. Codi moved to the other woman and released her. She was so small and petite that she looked like a child. Wolf picked her up and headed back toward the opening.
Bryden had found a ladder on the back wall and placed the top of it against the floor. It was a rather precarious setup, but since it was the only way out, they would have to chance it. Stedman knew that each of the team could jump high enough to catch hold of the edge and pull themselves out, but they wouldn’t be able to do that if they had a woman slung over their
Pulling his gun from his shoulder holster, he took off the safety and looked at his brothers. Then he unclipped the small put powerful flashlight from his belt. No words were necessary. They would always have his back.
Taking a deep breath, Stedman pushed all emotion away and pulled his mental shield back in place. This wasn’t the time or place to feel. Grabbing the handle, he pulled hard and then pushed the large wooden panel away. A quick search with his flashlight showed there were no stairs or ladder, so he jumped.
Stedman landed on his feet and quickly went to his belly and rolled, using his enhanced speed, all the while shining his flashlight around while aiming his gun. Getting to his feet, he called to the others.
“All clear. Wolf, you’re needed.”
At the far wall, two women were chained with metal manacles around their wrists and feet, their eyes wide with fear. Their mouths were covered with duct tape, and they were both battered and bruised.
Stedman controlled his reaction to the sight of women in pain. It brought back all at once the moment he’d set eyes on Alicia. He had to remind himself that their woman was safe back at the stud. His attention needed to be here. “It’s all right. We’re here to help you,” Stedman said in a calm, soothing voice. His brothers as well as Seton, Wolf, and Lander were at his side moments later.
“Wolf, help me get the tape off. Seton, contact the others. We need bolt cutters.”
Both women were in their early twenties and half-naked. They looked so damn scared, and he was about to cause more pain by removing the tape.
“I’m sorry, honey. I don’t want to hurt you, but we have to get this tape off.”
She cringed back at first but then seemed to gather her courage. She stood up straighter and gave a slight nod. He peeled the tape from the dark-haired woman’s mouth, while Wolf did the same for the other woman.
“We have to wait for the bolt cutters to get you out of here,” Stedman said calmly and smiled. “I’ll bet you’d like a drink.”
At her nod, Stedman removed his backpack and retrieved his canteen. He unscrewed the top and held it to her lips. She tried to gulp, so he pulled the bottle away. When she whimpered he told her, “You have to take it slow, honey. If you overload your stomach, you’ll make yourself sick. Just a few sips now, and you can have more again real soon. Okay?”
She nodded again and took a few sips. Wolf was also talking to the other female and giving her precious fluids. Ward, Bronsin, Seton, and Lander were searching the dirt room. Seton cursed when he opened a large toolbox, and Stedman questioned him by raising an eyebrow. His colleague shook his head, and Stedman knew he would have to wait for his answer.
“We’re coming in.” Codi’s voice sounded over the mic.
The Healy brothers looked grim when they saw the women but didn’t allow themselves to react. Codi first took the bolt cutters over to the dark-haired woman.
“Don’t move,” Codi commanded. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
She nodded but watched warily as Codi got to work. The women were released, but they still had the manacles around their wrists and ankles. The metal was too thick to cut through with the cutters.
Stedman caught her around the waist as she slumped forward, her limbs obviously too weak to hold her weight. Codi moved to the other woman and released her. She was so small and petite that she looked like a child. Wolf picked her up and headed back toward the opening.
Bryden had found a ladder on the back wall and placed the top of it against the floor. It was a rather precarious setup, but since it was the only way out, they would have to chance it. Stedman knew that each of the team could jump high enough to catch hold of the edge and pull themselves out, but they wouldn’t be able to do that if they had a woman slung over their
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