Howard looked deflated after Cassia brought him up to speed on the current state of events. “Well, isn’t that some s**t? Although that kind of explains why the Houston hasn’t tracked us down or made any attempt to communicate.”
Zadria paced the room, wringing her hands. “We should go, try to find them.”
“No.” Howard shook his head. “We can’t do that. At least not alone. Remember, Dani and Jag are dead, and Cassia and Cruz are wanted for questioning. We can’t just waltz in there and demand to see Patrick.”
“Howard’s right. We’ll need to approach this very carefully.” Dani racked her brain for a solution. First she looked to Talon, but he clearly had his own agenda, and she didn’t feel like they could trust him. In fact, she wasn’t sure who to trust. Their options were severely limited.
