“Well, let’s have a little fun in return.” He smirks.
I smile along with him. “What do you have in mind?”
Langston climbs into the front seat and pops a compartment open, pulling out a gun. He hands it to me and then pulls his own gun from his waistband. “Let’s go get justice for our kidnapping.”
My eyes widen. “We aren’t really going to kill Rowan, are we?”
“No, but Enzo and Beckett will think we are going to.”
I smile, liking this plan. “I just wish Kai, Siren, and Zeke were here to see us.”
He thinks a moment. “I think I can arrange that.”
I have no idea what he has planned, but I trust him.
Dammit, I trust him. I trust him with everything, even after our quarrel. No matter if their methods were fucked up, their plan worked. Langston and I are a lot closer now.
We walk casually out of the helicopter with our guns in hand. Enzo and Beckett aren’t paying us any attention as we stroll to the back of the building. Langston pops a door open and holds his gun out. I follow him doing the same, even though I feel like my gun is for show more than anything else. We already know I won’t kill anyone.
We sneak down the hallway before popping into a room where we find Rowan chatting with a pilot.
“Don’t move,” Langston says, aiming the gun at him.
Rowan freezes with terror in his eyes. “Now, calm down. We should talk about things.”
“Talk about what? How you tortured and threatened to kill us? You’re not walking out of here alive,” I say.
Rowan’s face turns pale.
“Mr. Black, will you come in here and explain things a moment?” Rowan shouts.
“You don’t want Enzo. He’ll kill you right away, while I plan on killing you slowly.”
Enzo and Beckett round the corner. To their credit, they don’t give anything away. They assess the situation and wait to see what we will do.
“Who is this man?” Enzo asks.
“The man who kidnapped and tortured us,” I say.
Rowan’s eyes dart to Enzo for help.
“Put your hands behind your back, Rowan,” Langston says.
He complies.
“Here, tie him up with these, Liesel. And if you move an inch while she ties you up, I’ll shoot you in the balls,” Langston orders.
Rowan tenses but keeps his hands behind his back while I tie him up.
Langston trains his gun on his head as he grabs him by the arm and leads him out of the building.
“Not here, Langston. Let’s get him back to headquarters, then we can take care of him,” Enzo says. It’s the first thing he says that gives him away. Enzo takes care of business wherever and whenever. He doesn’t need to wait and do it back at headquarters.
Langston nods as he leads Rowan into the back of the helicopter. I hop in the front, and then Langston hops into the pilot’s seat before Enzo and Beckett can make it to us. He starts the engine, and then we are taking off.
I should be thinking about how betrayed I was by people who used to be my friends, but all I can think about is how good Langston looks flying a helicopter.
Langston laughs, reading my face as Rowan moans like he’s been shot or something behind us.