Chapter Seventy-Two

“The waiting is driving me crazy,” Lena complained. “I want to move in.”

Only two days ago she had been reluctant to plunge into danger, but here she was, antsy and pacing. She wanted to get it over with.

She wanted her daughter back.

But part of her also wanted more time with Dane. She didn’t know what would happen with them when the mission was over.

He would go on to save other people, and she would…

She had no clue. Hell, she didn’t even know where she was going to live.

“What’s the first thing you are going to do when you get Kenzie back?” Dane asked.

She was surprised how close the question was to what she’d been thinking. As if he could read her mind. Though, that would be nearly impossible considering how quickly her thoughts were jumping from thing to thing.

“I’m not sure,” she admitted. “I don’t have any plans past getting her back. Maybe I’ll take her for ice cream and let her tell me every detail I’ve missed over the past eight months.”

“You can’t go back to Miami,” he said. It wasn’t an order, more of an observation.

She nodded. “I figured. But I wouldn’t want to, anyway. It’s not like I can stroll into the salon and pretend I still have a job. I’ll have to start over somewhere else.” She shrugged. “I’ll figure it out afterward.”

After this next step was over. Because God knew what was going to happen.

Someone knocked on the door to their hotel room, and her heart stopped. Thorne had told him he would come tell them when it was time.

When Thorne walked in with his normal serious expression, she expected him to tell them the other team was in position and it was time to go. As much as she’d wanted to get moving a few minutes ago, her feet were now frozen in place.

But instead of telling them to get their stuff, he frowned and shook his head.

“We’ve got a big problem.”