“Don’t.”
The man froze.
The weapon shook in her hands.
But it remained pointed at his chest.
“You touched my sisters,” she whispered.
I took the gun from her.
“I have him.”
Her eyes filled.
“Ward?”
“Yes?”
“Is Storm safe?”
“She’s waiting for you.”
That was all it took.
Hazel threw herself against me.
I held her with one arm while keeping my weapon trained on the man with the other.
“I knew you’d come,” she whispered.
For a moment, I couldn’t speak.
Because she hadn’t said the Coast Guard.
She hadn’t said the SEALs.
She had said you.
Storm’s family trusted me.
I wasn’t sure I deserved it.
But I would die before I betrayed it.
Ben appeared at the top of the stairs.
His gaze swept across Hazel.
“She’s safe,” I said.
Relief crossed his face.
Then disappeared.
“Scott intercepted the escape boat. Two men in custody.”
“How many does that make?”