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“We all would,” I interrupted. “But let’s remember that Grace isn’t the one who’s at fault here. Yeah, she went off without us, but one of us should have stayed behind with her while the other two went to the hardware store. We’re the ones who should really get most of the blame here, truth be told.”

Both men looked down at the ground for a second. They knew I was right, just like I knew we all felt like shit about it.

And if anything would have happened? None of us would have been able to forgive ourselves—or each other.

What actually happened had been bad enough. Grace—and Garrick—were both just lucky that she got away before it could have been worse.

I fished my phone from my pocket and scrolled through my contacts until I found the one I was looking for, then dialed without saying another word.

“Who are you calling?” Jaeger asked.

“Sam,” I said, simply.

They both nodded approvingly.

Sam Blakely was our contact at the FBI. He was the one who had tipped us off to Garrick’s operation in the first place. We’d come out here to gather more information, but hadn’t been as quick about it as we normally would have, since we’d been doing a lot of thinking with our dicks lately.

That was going to change today, though. Right now.

It didn’t take me long to get the information that I needed from Sam. Cody and Jaeger were not-so-patiently waiting as I hung up the phone.

“Where are we headed?” Cody asked, already moving toward his bike.

“Just a second,” I answered. “We need to go over a few things first. We can’t afford to fuck this up. Grace is depending on us.”

There wasn’t much in the world that could withstand being in Cody’s way when he’d made up his mind about something, but mentioning Grace’s name had done the trick. He came back and sat down, ready to listen.

“There have been a series of trailers coming from the border and entering Garrick’s land over the past few weeks,” I said, relaying the information I’d just received form Sam. “Sometimes they stay for a couple of hours, sometimes as long as overnight before heading to one of four warehouses he owns. From there, the people are shipped to clients across the country. He’s luring people into paying him to help them cross the border, then taking their money and selling them into slavery.”

“Jesus Christ,” Cody let out a low whistle. “It’s worse than we thought.”

“Much worse,” I agreed, nodding.

“So, what can we do?” Jaeger asked. “Where do they need us? When can we nail this bastard?”

“There was a convoy of trailers that stopped at his place just a little while ago. Sam needs us to get closer to them. They’ve been able to piece together what’s happening there, but they can’t prove anything with the satellite photos they’ve been using.”

Jaeger nodded toward Cody. “We’ll go,” he said, then jerked his head toward the house. “You stay with Grace.”

“Get as close as you can without getting caught,” I said. “Take as many pictures as you can. We need proof of what’s going on there. And then get your asses back here in one piece.”

“We’ll be back,” Jaeger said. “And we’ll get Sam the proof he needs.” A half-smile crossed Jaeger’s lips, but there was no humor in his tone. “Then we’re going to make that fucker pay.”

“Come in,” Grace said, holding the door open for me. “Where are Cody and Jaeger?”

“They went to go do some surveillance,” I said, hurrying to add, “They’ll be okay. They’ve got instructions to stay out of sight for now.”

She seemed to relax a little at that, then gestured toward the kitchen. “Are you hungry? I was just washing up from dinner, but Nana didn’t eat much, and I’ve got plenty of leftovers.”

I shook my head. “Thank you, but I’m good. I’m just here to keep an eye on things while they’re gone.”

“I’m so sorry about earlier, Ty,” she said. “I didn’t think anything would happen, and I needed to get out to the farm, and—”

“You don’t need to apologize,” I said, softly, taking her into my arms. “You’re safe now, and that’s all that matters. I’m going to stay with you tonight, if that’s okay?”

“That’s better than okay,” she said, smiling sweetly as she leaned in for a kiss. “That’s perfect.”

I helped her finish clearing the table, then did my best to distract her by putting my arms around her and kissing the back of her neck while she was at the sink.