Page 112 of Tempest’s Torment

Lorenzo is standing beside his car with his phone in his hand. He looks at me, but I look away. He knows. Out of everyone here, he alone probably knows exactly how close I am to saying fuck it and going through that door. After all, he’s been close to where I am right now; his wife almost died at the hands of her sister and her fuck buddy.

"How long?" I ask.

"Until we know where she is," Ghost says.

I clench my fists. "That's not an answer."

"It's the one I've got."

I start pacing, but all I keep thinking of is what they’re doing to her. Knowing what that cunt did to her years ago, I know he’s hurting her. "Fuck this."

I make it two steps before Rogue appears from around the side of the house. "Ground floor."

I stop. "What?"

"I got close enough to see through the side window." He's breathing harder than usual. "She's in the front room and tied to a fucking chair."

Everything inside me goes still. "Is she hurt?" Rogue hesitates, but that's enough for me to know. "Answer me.”

"I saw blood."

I'm moving before he finishes, but Ghost gets in front of me again. "Tempest."

"She's fucking bleeding."

He stays in front of me, blocking my path. "And she's alive."

"Move," I snarl. He's pissing me the fuck off, continuously blocking my path.

"Think."

"I am thinking."

"No, you're not. You're about two seconds from getting yourself shot and leaving her in there with him."

I shove a hand through my hair. Fuck. Fuck. I look at the house. "Who else?"

"Calloway and Webb," Rogue says. "Both in the room."

"Armed?"

"Couldn't see."

"Then we assume they are," Ghost says.

Of course they fucking are.

Savage comes back around the corner with Hades behind him. "Back door," Savage says. "Nothing stopping us getting through it."

Ghost nods. "Front and back."

Simple, there’s no fucking elaborate plan. Half of us go through the front and half through the back, we get Lilah, and deal with whoever gets in the way.

Ghost looks at me. "You stay with me."

"I'm going through that door."

"I fucking know you are. I'm telling you you're not doing it alone."