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Rhys grunted and spun on his heel. Honor was tugging hard on the leash. He allowed her to go, and she practically sprinted ahead of him, yanking his arm. With her nose to the ground, she kept going with Rhys behind her. He cut her a little slack and allowed her to go farther on the leash. She zipped over to bushes and pawed at the ground and dragged something from underneath the brush.
Rhys froze for a moment. What the hell was that?
Was that blood?
Fuck.
Honor sniffed the blood-soaked item.
“Shit. Is that blood?” Evans murmured.
Rhys didn’t respond. He moved beside Honor and knelt. His blood ran cold.
It was a pair of socks knotted together covered in blood. Honor barked again and sat as she would when she detected explosives.
It was sign.
She’d found her other human.
“What is it?” Marks asked.
“A pair of socks. Someone tied them in a knot,” he replied. He was almost certain these were Jordan’s. But who the hell was bleeding? Were they still alive? He didn’t want to think of any other scenario of finding Jordan but of her being alive. He stood to his full height and glanced around, scanning the area. How far could they have gone? Desperation clawed at him. He needed to find Jordan.
Rhys gazed down at Honor who was sitting at his feet and eyeing him. He bent down and unhooked her leash. He wouldn’t do this any other time, but desperate times called for desperatemeasures. The dog would be able to move faster without being held back on a leash.
“Where’s Jordan?” Rhys asked.
Honor hopped up to her feet with her tail wagging. She gave another bark and danced in place. He rubbed her head. He just prayed this worked.
“Go find Jordan!”
Honor immediately took off into the woods. He pulled his gun out of its holster and turned on his heel to follow her.
“Who is Jordan?” Marks asked.
Rhys ignored him and went after his partner. He didn’t care if the Marshals followed him. He had his woman to save.
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Jordan kept her head bent and focused on the conversation that was being held near her. She bit back a grimace from the pain pulsating in her head. Whoever had knocked her out was going to regret laying a hand on her.
She tried to get a sense of their surroundings. Her hands were tied in front of her. That was a mistake on their part that someone was going to pay dearly for. She moved her toes that were still encased in her boots. Everything seemed to be in working order.
She focused on where they had her. The scent of earth of was strong. It reminded her of the time she was a kid digging in the dirt in her mother’s garden. Moisture hung in the air. It was so pungent she could almost taste it. They had placed her on the ground. She cracked open her eyes slightly and took in what looked to be a small cave. She didn’t know how far they had traveled from where they had taken her and Mac.
Mac.
She bit back the urge to lift her head. She scanned the ground next to her and took in a pair of legs resting beside her. The leg nearest her was caked in blood. It was him.
But was he alive?
She gnawed her lip to keep those damn tears away. She didn’t want to think that Mac hadn’t survived. He was the strongest man she knew, and he made her and the guys on the team much better officers, hell, much better humans.
“The bosses will be here any minute,” Sergio said.
Jordan stiffened at the announcement. She hoped the slight move didn’t bring any attention to her. Who the hell were the bosses? Was he speaking of Viktor and Bravon? Her heart pounded. She hoped Bravon would show his face. She was not going to cower from him. She wanted to look him in the eye as she made him pay for all the shit he’d put her through.
“Are they going to have issues landing the helicopter?” someone asked.
