Silence fell over the cabin, thick and suffocating.
Owen’s words lingered in the air. We’ve got a rat.
Amelia’s heart pounded, adrenaline battling against the lingering heat from Dominic’s touch. Her shoulder throbbed, but she barely felt it.
Dominic’s expression turned lethal. “Explain.”
Owen held up the phone. “Found this stashed in the car. It’s transmitting.”
Amelia stiffened.
A tracker. Someone had led Black Hollow right to them.
Dominic’s fingers flexed at his sides, his entire body taut with barely restrained fury. His eyes flicked between Owen and Amelia.
Owen scoffed. “You think it’s me? I’m the one who found the damn thing.”
Dominic’s gaze sharpened. “That’s exactly what makes it convenient.”
Owen rolled his eyes. “Give me a break, Cross. I saved your asses tonight.”
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