Page 87 of Fury

Streetlights splayed over the windshield like a blinking bulb as the Jeep barreled down the street. Davis swung in and out of traffic.

Fury whined his feelings near Davis’s ear.

“Same, bud.”

They took another couple turns before pulling alongside the curb. Davis threw the vehicle in Park and shot out of the driver’s seat to release Fury. His eighty-pound beast surged from the vehicle, whipping Davis around and racing down the street to where Benn and Glace were waiting in the shadows across the alley from the hospital.

“Still nothing?” Davis ran after Fury toward the team.

“She left her phone in the car when she bolted,” Glace updated him. Then handed him the baseball hat Hollyn had taken with her when they left the safe house. “Also left this, but there was no way to track her without the dog. We lost eyes around the corner there.” She pointed toward LLH Hospital. “We’ve searched but found no trace of her.”

“Thinking she’s close by,” Bennion said. “Could be in the apartment building, but it’ll take time to search.”

Davis frowned. Nodded curtly at the impliedtime we don’t havetag. “Fury will find her.” He keyed his mic. “Alpha Actual, update?”

“Negative visual.”

This wasn’t adding up. Maybe he and Hale had gotten it wrong.

Locals eyed them with keen interest, likely due to the M4s Bennion and Glace were carrying. They murmured to each other in Arabic. No doubt the authorities would show up soon. The team needed to move.

As if on cue, Blank’s steady voice came over comms. “Two, Three, and Seven, be advised: multiple emergency calls to ADP about suspicious gunmen. We count three ADP response vehicles en route and closing fast.”

What he wouldn’t give to have her drone in the area instead of at the hotel.

“Let’s go,” he said to the team members. Leaned down so Fury could sniff the baseball cap.

The shepherd sniffed it intently. Nosed it around, tail still as he took in a few deep whiffs of scent.

“Seek-seek.”

Fury’s head dropped and tail went up. He tracked in a circle before taking off in the direction Glace had indicated earlier. Pacing his landshark, Davis watched him plow scents along the street. Could feel the team hustling behind them.

Between the hospital and another tall building, the sidewalk widened and the crowd thinned. Gasps and yelps seemed to push the pedestrians from Fury’s pace. They were smart to give him a wide berth at this point, but it definitely wasn’t the way he’d hoped this would go down. Probably get their butts chewed out by Chapel once this was over.

“Someone call the police!” one person shouted in Arabic.

“Already did!” another replied.

Great.

Fury tracked, unfazed by the chaos and the complaints about his presence. Zigzagging down the path—once trotting toward a woman who dropped her purse as she scrambled away, afraid he was coming for her—he worked the scent cone. Paused now and then only to press on a second later. Around the corner, an alley opened up behind the Golden Tower. Aptly named seeing as every piece of the structure of glass reflected like sun in a brilliant gold.

“K9, update?”

“Fury is tracking a scent, but nothing yet.” No signs of Hollyn, no proof she’d come this way. But Fury’s nose never lied. The shepherd’s scent cone narrowed rapidly, leading him straight up to a back door. He shoved his snout against the threshold and hauled in several long draughts. He eased back and pawed it. Jumped up on his hind legs and pressed before dropping and spinning in a tight circle. He looked to Davis and barked.

“Here!” Davis spoke to the others. Lowered his weapon and inspected the handle. Looked clear. And Fury hadn’t planted his backside to indicate explosives. He gripped Fury’s lead and nodded to Bennion, who took point and breached with Glace behind him to clear ahead. Davis trailed the duo with Fury.

Two dim lights lit the hallway. At the first corner, an earsplitting alarm rang out.

Benn swore. “Move, move!”

They jogged forward. Cleared the corner just before screaming sounded from the upper floors. Doors slammed and the rumble of dozens of people running could be felt. It mingled with the piercing screech coming from the alarm. Fury seemed to sense the urgency and sped up his track.

Davis followed his partner, watching for any alerts. Prayed Hollyn was here and he wasn’t too late.

Benn nodded toward the staircase and paused.