"I have to go," I said. "You heard him. Alone, or he hurts her."
"And you think he'll let her go if you show up?" Killian's voice was hard, scared underneath the anger. "Men like Marcus don't keep promises. He'll take you both."
"Then what do we do? Sit here and hope Avery survives?"
Killian was already moving, pulling up a map on his phone, calling Unit Two at the same time. "Trace this number. Now." He looked at me. "We're not doing nothing. But you are not walking in there alone."
"He said alone."
"He said no bodyguards he can see." Killian's eyes were sharp now, focused. "That's not the same thing."
I didn't understand what he meant until ten minutes later, when a car pulled up outside, Nadia, stepping out fast, already dressed for something more dangerous than a normal night.
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