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The other members of the team surrounded them, and they glared at the FBI agent.
“Mac leads,” Ashton asserted with murmurs of agreement floating around them.
“Fine. But if anything goes wrong, it’s your department’s ass that will go down,” Gamble stated. “Now let’s talk about strategy.”
Everyone in the room remained tense as the meeting resumed with Declan and Sergeant Kaur laying out the plans. Gamble refused to turn toward Mac whose attention remained on him the whole time. He knew Declan had devised a well-thought-out plan. By the end of the meeting, everyone knew their role. Since they were targeting one of the largest known hangouts of the Demon Lords, the ATF and DEA were being brought in. There was no telling what they would find. This was the largest raid being planned in the state’s history and it was being put together in less than twenty-four hours.
“Any questions?” Declan asked the room from his position in front of the dry erase board. “All right then. SWAT, get your gear and let’s roll.”
The room hummed with tension while people filed out. Mac felt the vibrations of his phone from his pocket. He pulled it out and saw a blocked number was calling.
“What?” he snapped into the phone. He knew it wouldn’t be Sarena’s parents. He had ensured they had his number and he’d programmed theirs into his phone before leaving their house last night.
“MacArthur, you better be doing everything in your power to ensure that my sister is unscathed,” a deep baritone voice growled.
No introductions were needed. Mac knew exactly who was barking orders at him through the phone.
The infamous Harland Rucker.
“I will bring her home,” he promised Sarena’s elder brother.
“I just reached stateside and should be in Columbia by nightfall. If you don’t find my sister, I will break every known law to go after her,” Harlan threatened.
“That won’t be necessary,” Mac announced, moving out of the room with Declan at his side.
“Make sure it won’t be. If something happens to Sarena, you’ll have me to deal with.”
The line went dead.
Sarena swallowed hard and looked around the room. She had awoken to find herself chained to a wall that was filled with women of all ages. Without even asking, she knew why the women were all chained up.
Sex slave trade.
She’d heard about it in the news and never thought she’d be a witness to it, much less be chained up and possibly sold into slavery.
It had been almost two days since she’d woken up to the horror. All of the women had been kidnapped. In her short time there, some women had already been taken away and never returned to the room.
She knew she had to stay strong. Marcas would come for her. But then doubt crept into the back of her mind as she thought of their conversation at dinner when he’d refuted her hero comment.
She released a curse as she tried to push down that doubt.
Marcas was a good man. He would come for her. She knew they hadn’t reached the point in their relationship where they discussed their feelings. They had been too busy learning and discovering each other’s bodies. They were good in bed.
Her heart ached to see him again. She kept the image of him laughing and the intense look he’d given her as he’d guided his cock into her close to her heart.
She knew she loved the intense, possessive man and wished she had taken the time to tell him, even if he didn’t want to hear it. She had thought they would have had more time together. Now, she didn’t even know if she would live to see tomorrow.
Sarena fought back tears when her thoughts turned to her parents and her brother. She knew what Harden would say.
Fight. Fight with every breath you have until you can’t fight anymore.
She was strong.
She would survive this.
She looked around the room again, taking in the young women that filled the space. There had to be about twenty girls ranging in age from teenage up to mid-twenties. They all were tired, dirty, and barely holding on to their sanity.
Cries filled the air as the door flew open. Whenever men came in, a girl was usually taken. Everyone braced themselves to see who they would take this time. The two men, dressed in jeans and hoodies, looked every bit of a street thug. They moved inside, and their gazes landed on Sarena.
