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Adam stood in the doorway looking grim.
“Is Cinder okay?” he asked.
“Yes, they called her OB and she’s coming in to give her a full exam just as a precaution. But I got a call from Leo.”
“Are they all right?”
“The police showed up.”
“They did? How? The road was deserted.”
“This is just a guess on my part, but I think Foley was watching us from somewhere out of harm’s way and called the police so that our people wouldn’t be able to interrogate any of his people and find out where he is.”
“Damn. Well, we can still hope the police figure out where Foley is.”
“We could have,” Adam said. “If the remaining H. A. S. people weren’t all dead.”
“What?” Brick barked the word, his fists clenching.
“The police were attacked. Some of them were taking the injured to the hospital and the rest were taking the others to the station for questioning. The H. A. S. members were killed by masked men and the police were unharmed.”
Brick was stunned. “Foley cleaned house. He didn’t want them talking to anyone, police or otherwise.”
Adam nodded. “One interesting thing, though, is that when a police officer called Solan to let him know what happened, he said that one of the dead males was identified as Paul Duggan, Brent’s second-in-command.”
“Wow,” Brick said. “If he killed his number two, then he’s desperate to stay hidden.”
“That would be my guess,” Adam said. “But desperate or not, I don’t think this is the last we’ll see of him. We need to find him before he attacks again.”
Brick looked down at his unconscious mate. He smoothed the hair from her forehead and leaned over to kiss it.
“I’m putting out the word that the pack is on lockdown. We’re going to close all roads into town except for the main one, and we’re going to staff it with a security team twenty-four-seven. We’ll be adding more security around the town—cameras, motion detectors, the works—and we’re going to deputize more people into the security team so we’re not caught off guard again,” Adam said.
“When Jade is better, I’ll help. I want to focus on her right now.” He didn’t want to say it, but it was hanging in the air anyway—he’d nearly lost his mate tonight.
“Of course,” Adam said. “You focus on her and don’t worry about anything else. Foley tried to come against us, but we survived without any losses. Tonight, we can celebrate that win because it matters. The war isn’t over, but we won this battle.”
Brick nodded and settled back in the chair next to the hospital bed. Adam wished him well and returned to Cinder’s room to watch over her. Brick stared at the empty doorway and then turned his attention to Jade.
He lifted her hand and kissed it. “Baby, I’m right here. You’re not alone and you’re safe. Doc’s going to get you fixed up and I’m going to keep you safe no matter what. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”
His voice choked with emotion and he closed his eyes and held her hand, waiting for Doc to return.
Chapter
Twenty-One
Brent Foley was furious and aggravated. Not only had his people failed to grab the damn woman mated to the second-in-command of the pack so she could be used for bait to lure the beast to his death, but Paul practically spilled his guts to those beasts on the roadside! Brent had been watching the scene with a drone, and clearly, Paul remembered he was being watched and clammed up. If he hadn’t, he would have for sure told them where the headquarters was now and how to find him and the rest of the Northern Ohio branch of Humans Against Shifters.
Brent had alerted the police to a huge accident so they would be forced to intervene and get his people away from the wolves, and then he’d mobilized another group of H. A. S. members, who’d chased the cops down and killed the members. He’d lost his number two, but the man was leaking like a sieve, and Brent knew he didn’t have what it took to keep his mouth shut.
“How many did we lose?” he asked as he sat behind his desk, his phone on speaker and lying next to his laptop.
“Seven. The wolves killed two. We took out the remaining five.”
“Good.” He sighed. It wasn’t good, but it was what it was. He stared at the cell phone. Joey was ruthless and didn’t bat an eye at killing any H. A. S. members. He was loyal to a fault.
“What now?” Joey asked.
