Having three men on the inside would be fantastic. “What if Statler calls this Tom Hammond and he doesn’t answer?”
“You let me worry about that. Good luck and stay safe.” The General disconnected.
Jay tossed his phone on the bed. “That was interesting.”
“Yeah, what’s that?”
He gave Riley the good news, but instead of the expected fist pump, tension rippled across his face. “That’s good, I guess.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you? This is our chance to get the women out. Why aren’t you chomping at the bit to do this?”
“Sarah will be there.”
Oh, shit. He’d forgotten about Riley’s aversion to commitments. With his mate so near, Jay wasn’t certain Riley would be able to keep his hands off her.
* * *
Sarah stepped into the hallway, and as she was about to head to the other room, she spotted Skip Jackson, one of the guards she intensely disliked. She quickly judged whether she could make it to the other room without him seeing her.
“Sarah?” he called.
Crap. “Yes?”
He strode toward her, looking like he’d won a prize. “Statler wants to see you in his office. Now.”
Her stomach flipped. No good could come of this conversation, especially if he told her to drug the women tonight. Denying him wasn’t an option. She would just have to figure out a way to lighten the dosage. “Thank you.”
Skip turned and continued on his rounds. An order from the boss had to be obeyed. Inhaling, she went to see what the boss man wanted. Like always, he’d expect her to be meek, and that was how she would present herself. Little did he know she was trained by the best. She’d killed before and she would kill again. If she thought she could get behind Statler, she’d have brought a scalpel and sliced his throat.
Sarah knocked and waited for him to ask her in. The man was such a dick.
“Enter.”
Commands were his modus operandi. She pushed open the door and walked in, her hands behind her back and her gaze slightly cast downward. “You wished to speak with me, sir?”
“Yes. Have a seat.”
That didn’t sound good. He’d already placed a chair in front of his desk and he motioned her toward it. She sat.
“How is Nancy doing?” he asked.
Her heart nearly stopped and bile rolled up her throat. “She’s resting quietly.”
“Good. I’m afraid I have some sad news.”
This was about Michelle she bet. “Yes?”
“Michelle asked for a leave of absence, as did Darnell Rodriguez, so there will be some changes around here.”
That was a line of bull if there ever was one. “Okay.” She wished she could walk away from it all, but she needed to stay so that Jay and Riley could find a way to take him down.
“I need both you and Amy to work twelve hour shifts. You’ll be working from six in the morning until six at night and Amy will take the evening shift.”
Every muscle in her body tightened, but then she thought what that would mean. She’d drag during the day, but being here when the shit hit the fan would be good. “I can do that. Do you have an end date in mind?”
His eyes swirled a goldish color and his pupils dilated. She wanted to lower her gaze to see if his nails had grown, but when one incisor peeked out, she had her answer. Fear settled heavily in her gut.
“Just come to work when asked. You may go.”
She didn’t need to be told twice.
Chapter Six
It would be a bold move on Connolly’s part to waltz into the wolf’s den and tell Statler how to run his business, but he’d been trained to pull off this type of con. From what the General had said, Statler exuded confidence and liked to intimidate at every opportunity. While Connolly didn’t want to get into a pissing match with him, he wouldn’t mind going a round or two. Often times, bullies only responded to other bullies.
Swiping Darnell’s card at the front entrance to the warehouse, the door clicked open. Piece of cake. The guard had his uses after all.
From the diagram the Field brothers had provided him, he knew the location of Statler’s office as well as the placement of the women, but he wanted to sense the vibe of the area before charging into the man’s office. Connolly didn’t immediately spot any guards or either of the nurses. Then again, if there were only two guards per shift, they could cover only so much territory. He’d already seen the guard outside, but if that man had been his employee, he’d have fired his ass for taking a smoke break and failing to sense a newcomer nearby.
As much as Connolly wanted to wander, if Sarah saw him, he feared she might recognize him as the man who’d tailed her, and then call attention to him. This past week he’d spent much of his time making his presence known; he’d wanted her to be aware that she had a shadow. It would make her pay more attention to her surroundings.