Grinning, Bianca hit the speakerphone button. "B-Squad Security and Investigations. We're here to help."
"B? It's Gidget." Her panic came through loud and clear even over the snap, crackle, and pop of the shitty phone connection. "I got out, but they're close. Please, you've got—"
The line went dead.
For half a second all Bianca could do was stare at the now silent phone. Then her fingers sped across the number pad.
Lexie picked up on the first ring. "What's up, B?"
"Can you track down the phone that just called this number?" Her voice shook with excitement as she looked up at Taz and saw the same hell-yeah look that had to be plastered across her face.
"Do really hot shoes make your feet hurt like hell?" Lexie deadpanned.
"It's Gidget." It was the break they'd been waiting for. Finally. "She made contact but the phone cut out."
"I'm on it." Lexie hung up without a good-bye.
Bianca didn't care about polite sign-offs. What mattered was finding Gidget.
Taz's arms were around her before she'd finished processing what had just happened. "Don't worry, you'll find her."
"Yes." Bianca firmed her shoulders as she faced the man she loved, the one who would always be at her side. For all the I'm-only-in-it-for-myself image he'd projected, she knew better now. He was in it with her. "We will."
"So what am I, B-Squad adjacent?" he asked as he tucked an errant wave behind her ear, adding a dash of desire to the adrenaline pumping through her system.
"Pretty much," she said with as much sass as she could when he looked at her that way. "So what do you say? Are you in?"
"Kitten..." His eyes darkened as he dipped his head and kissed her. It wasn't soft. It wasn't sweet. It was exactly what she needed. He was exactly what she needed. "I always say yes to you."
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