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His eyes were distant and glossy. "They left."
"How long ago?" Fontaine asked.
"Just a few minutes."
"What's the name of the boat?" I asked.
He looked at me first and pressed his lips together then his gaze shifted to Wren.
"Please," she begged.
"You cooperate now, it'll be better for you in the long run," Fontaine added.
He nodded, defeated. "The Illusion," he said with his gaze on Wren.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"I knew your family. Your grandfather, your parents, they were good people."
He looked down, and I patted him on the back. "You did the right thing." I turned to Vander. "Do we have a boat available here?"
"No. Let's take the helo."
"Fuck yeah." A little air to sea action sounded great right now. I set my gaze on Wren. "Nowyou'll stay with Celeste."
She shook her head. "No. I'm with you."
"Wren, no. You can't go with us."
Celeste stepped in front of Wren. "I'll watch her. She can go."
This was up to Vander. He looked at Celeste then at me. "Both women in the helo."
Fuck. I knew why he made that call. He didn't want Celeste out of his sight again, and he didn't want to leave Wren unguarded.
"Fine, but she stays belted in. No matter what, you're not leaving the bird."
She grinned and nodded, making my chest fill with a burst of lust and love for her. Lord help me, this woman had me by the balls.
Fontaine had already run back past the body and was climbing up the hotel stairs. We followed with Celeste and Wren running with us. Luckily, my girl was a fast runner.
Remy was waiting on the helipad as we filed in and buckled up. He watched Wren and Celeste join us in plain clothes and didn't say anything.
"New mission." I gripped his shoulder. "We're looking for a boat called the Illusion. Big enough to hold thirty to fifty passengers. They got a head start of fifteen minutes out into the marina. "
He nodded and adjusted some controls on his instrument panel. "And what will you do when you find it?"
"How much rope you got?"
He paused and then grinned. "One rope, four harnesses."
"That'll work."
"Shit."
As we flew out over the marina, I watched Wren sitting stiffly in her seat observing everything happening. Our gazeslocked, and she grinned quickly, her eyes flashing with mischief, a glint of satisfaction on the edge of it.
Holy shit. What was that?
