COLE' POV
The information hung in the air. Dahlia had brought two Iron Serpents to the safe house. My safe house. The one place that was supposed to be off the grid while we figured out how to move those women.
Raine’s face went pale. Isla looked ready to grab the nearest gun. I kept my grip on the phone tight enough to crack the screen.
“Ronn, talk to me,” I growled. “Are they inside?”
“Not yet,” Ronn answered, his voice tight with pain from his leg wound. “But she’s making a scene out front. She says knows you’re hiding something big and she wants in. The Serpents with her are acting like they’re on a friendly visit, but they’re packing heavy. This smells like a setup, brother.”
I looked across the kitchen at Raine. Her eyes were wide, but that stubborn fire was already burning behi
