Page 190 of Speechless
Growls ripped out of everyone but Logan when she was tackled to the ground. But our Omega kept fighting. She tried so fucking hard.
I pinched the bridge of my nose between my fingers, trying to control my own anger and emotions. They taped her mouth shut.
What she must be feeling?—
“Here,” Logan said.
The gates were already open. I didn’t know what the hell this place was, and I asked no questions. There was a helicopter waiting, the blades already starting to warm up.
Aiden slammed the laptop shut. “They put her on the boat.”
Logan braked so fast the SUV slid as it stopped. “You have it tracked?”
“Yes.”
We all jumped out of the car and ran to the helicopter. It was loud until we got the big headphones on. The kind you saw in movies. “It’s a good thing, right? That we know where she is?”
He’d already spoken to the pilot, but Aiden’s jaw was tight. “It is.”
“So what aren’t you saying?” Brooks asked as the helicopter rose. Vertigo struck hard and fast. It wasn’t like a plane. It was entirely disorienting.
“We’re still thirty minutes away, and that’s without the boat’s speed. This isn’t a military helicopter,” Aiden said. “We can only go so fast.”
Logan dropped his head into his hands. “So we’re racing against time.”
“I hope so,” Aiden said. “Fuck, I hope so.”
Not one of us was going to give voice to our worst fear, which was that she wouldn’t be alive when we reached her.
I locked eyes with Aiden. “Could we have prevented this?”
“We’ll never know that for sure, but no, I don’t think so. They were so careful.”
Bastian finally spoke. “What happened?”
Since we had time to kill, and none of us wanted to focus on what could be happening to the woman we loved, Aiden told us everything he’d found. “If I’d gone deeper and looked harder, maybe I could have found it sooner. But at the same time, the only reason I made the connection with those photographers was the picture of her at the fight.”
I hated feeling helpless. And not only because the five of us liked control. This was bigger. And it wasn’t even a fraction of what Trinity was feeling. I couldn’t imagine.
My sweet Omega thought she was going to die, and she had no way of knowing we were coming for her other than hope. Once we got her back, I didn’t know how we’d ever let her out of our sight again.
“Do we have a plan?” I asked.
“Get her,” Bastian said simply.
“I know, but we don’t know what we’re walking into. And we have to assume that they’ll be prepared for resistance. They took her off a public street on her way to meet people.”
Aiden pulled up one pant leg and revealed a holster with a gun. “Can any of you shoot?”
“Yeah,” I nodded. “But I’ve only been to shooting ranges.”
He pulled out the small revolver and held it out to me, grip first. Then he reached behind himself and pulled another, larger handgun out of his waistband. “This was all I could do on short notice.”
“Something we should know about you, Aiden?” Logan asked.
A grim smile. “My family is part of an organization I no longer associate with. But I’ve been shooting guns since I was five.”
My eyebrows rose. Well… that was interesting. And it made all the cameras and kill box at his warehouse make more sense. I thought it was just because he’d made enemies as a hacker.
