“Bailey!”
The feeds.
I looked up. Kash was staring at one of the cameras, scowling. “Bailey!”
He had a headset and was connected into the system. I raced for the laptop and hit the sound button. “Yeah? I’m here.”
He nodded to the screen and pointed ahead of him. “We need to know how many men are in that room.”
I looked. “Four.”
“Guns?”
My heart sank, then shriveled up. “Yes. But they aren’t aimed at the door.” I gave him their locations using the clock system. Noon. Three. Six. And ten.
He gave me one more nod and turned back to Chase.
Both went together.
Noon and Ten were shot at the same time.
Three got off a shot, but then he was clipped and went down.
Six was last, turning to run.
Chase tackled him, and rearing back up, he brought his fists down. He just kept punching. I heard Kash cursing as he went and yanked his brother off the guy.
The guy was unconscious.
“Rein it in,” Kash snapped at his brother, moving ahead of him for the next room.
They kept going until I told them who was in what room. In the last room, they found Josh and Scott. Drake and Fitz were there, too.
Kash went over, checking Josh’s pulse. “He’s alive.” The rest were alive, too.
I breathed easier after that.
“Shit!”
I jumped, my head jerking to where Chase was standing.
His hands were on his hips and he was looking around the room. “Shit!He’s not here. He’snot here!”
There was a buzzing and I clicked through the screens.
My finger was fumbling when I hit the button, and I couldn’t speak, not at first. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
“Kash!” I screamed, but Chase was still yelling.
“Kash!”
“Shut up,” he snarled at Chase, then lifted his head. “Bailey?”
He was there, hurrying down the stairs, through the parking garage door. He was alone.
“He’s here.” I could not speak. What the crap?Now?Seriously. “Your gran—Calhoun is here!”
Both went still.