Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 146417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
He bet they were. And he knew what was happening. Levi had a plan and it included cutting Ezra off from Damon. Damon would stay here and that would leave Ezra alone to chase Levi down, and wouldn’t Levi love that when he had a whole crew with him.
Or he would sit his ass down in the lobby and wait for Damon. Ezra was sure there would be video of him casually sitting while Kim was taken god knew where, and Levi would make sure she saw it. It would be one more way to hurt her, to show her that her ex-husband didn’t care what happened to her. The fucker likely meant to Stockholm syndrome her.
Or he would cut her into little pieces and send them to you.
He had to do something. He couldn’t fucking sit here. He had to get out. Maybe it didn’t matter if he got mowed down by Levi’s army. Maybe that was what he’d been waiting for all these years.
“Ezra, perhaps you’ll wait for me in the lobby,” Damon said gently. “I apologize for dragging you out here. I wouldn’t have if I’d known what was going on. I’m sure Ariel will be done with her meeting soon and she can join you.”
Ariel. He’d forgotten about Ariel. Ariel, who was Kim’s closest friend in the world. Ari, who had never forgotten how to assassinate an asshole.
“This could be a while. Feel free to take the Benz.” Damon handed him the car keys. “I’ll take the Tube back. And then we’ll talk about what to do next. If you don’t mind, could you update my partners on the situation? Let Ian know I’ll call him tonight. And I’m sorry about Solo.”
Damon was telling him what to do next. Call Ian. Take the Benz and the former MI6 sharpshooter and go get his…go get Kim. Not his girl. Not anymore. But she damn straight wasn’t going to be Levi’s victim.
He remembered how to play this game. He sighed and took the keys and gave Damon what he hoped was a sad-sack smile. “Thanks. We’ll see you back at The Garden. I’ll let your wife know you might be late.”
He stood and nodded to Rupert before leaving the conference room. It took everything he had to not run. They might still be in the building. Levi had probably taken her down to the secure parking garage and prepared her for transport.
His heart was racing as he forced himself to casually walk past the reception desk and out into the hall.
He started to move toward the bank of elevators. His security badge wouldn’t get him to the secure garage. He would have to bet on which exit they would take. And he needed to get Ari.
“Hello, Ez,” a cultured British voice said. Ariel stepped up beside him, a smile on her face. “I got a text from Damon. We should go back to The Garden. I’m sure there are a lot of feelings you need to process.”
Though her tone was casual, he could hear the bite beneath it. Ariel was well aware they were still on camera and that ears might be listening.
“Yeah, though I want a beer more than a session.” The elevator doors opened, and they walked in. Luckily they were alone. “I’m shocked. I hope I can spend some time with my friends tonight.”
He hoped the rest of the team was already on it. Not that there was a whole lot of team left since the Lost Boys had gone. Owen was in Scotland with Rebecca, and Tucker and Jax had left with their families for the States. Rob would be back, but he was with his brother, Tucker, for now.
He’d come to think of those men as family, and he hated the thought that he was losing them.
Ariel’s eyes were on the floor indicator as it began the descent down to the garage. “I hope so, too. It would be good to have a family dinner, though you should know Nick’s probably going to be late. He’s on a surveillance assignment with Brody. But Walt is back at The Garden. He’s running one of his crazy experiments. You know the mad professor. He thinks he can find a solution to everything.”
Walt Bennett was a brilliant doctor who’d gotten off his original path when he came up against The Collective. He’d worked for McKay-Taggart and Knight since then, and his focus wasn’t merely on medicine. He’d learned a lot about tech over the years.
So if he was reading Ari right, Damon had texted her then she’d put a plan in motion, one that included putting Nick Markovic and Brody Carter on the streets, with Walt using all the tech he had to figure out where they were taking Kim.
“Maybe I should find some place to hole up and drink for a couple of days,” he said, knowing someone was listening. “It’s not every day you find out your ex-wife is a traitor.”