Chapter Ninety

After the rush of adrenaline from her earlier adventure, Lena felt exhausted and ravenous. Unfortunately, she hadn’t gotten back in time for lunch, and there was no time for a nap.

Instead, she was whisked off to sit in the parking lot at the marina where she’d been just an hour earlier.

Her part of the plan was simple. She was supposed to stay close to Dane, and if—when—they saw Kenzie, Lena was supposed to have her daughter come to her. She would make sure she got Kenzie out of harm’s way as quickly as possible, in case bullets started flying.

That part was more of an instinct that an actual plan. Getting her daughter to safety was imprinted in her genes. It didn’t take any thought or planning.

Still, they’d gone over it all four times.

She’d been caught up in all the preparations, but it was clear she wasn’t cut out for this. As much as she might have wanted Dane in her life, she wouldn’t be able to stand this constant tension. She didn’t have the strength to live her life on the edge like these people did. Planning for every possible outcome.

For now, she would do her part. But more than that? She didn’t think it possible.

Colton and Angel would be moving on the guards while Dane focused on Viktor.

Initially, Colton had wanted to take point on Viktor, but it was decided he might not be able to stop himself from taking the man down if Viktor actually surrendered. Viktor had cost Colton a lot, and no one would blame him for getting emotional and going over the edge.

Certainly not Lena. She could understand better than anyone else what Viktor was capable of. He had to be stopped. She was fine with whatever happened to the monster.

“I have a visual on Viktor leaving the main gate at the port. His cargo has been loaded on the freighter and he left the pier four minutes ago,” Samantha reported. “I just made an anonymous call to the port authority telling them I believe there may be something illegal inside the container. They are en route to investigate.”

“Excellent. Garrett do you have anything?” Angel asked from the back seat where she was sitting with Colton.

Garrett’s voice came over the com. “First floor secure, moving to the second.”

Lena realized she was squeezing Dane’s hand too hard when he adjusted his fingers.

“Sorry,” she whispered.

“It’s going to be okay. We’ll find her,” Dane promised, two seconds before Garrett came back on the radio.

“No one inside the house. It’s been cleared out. We’re going to redirect to the marina. Be there in twenty.”

This was it, then.

Lena prayed Kenzie was here. Because it could very well be their last chance to save her child.