"f*****g now," I shouted at the computer, thankful I'd had the wherewithal to put my end of the phone call on mute. When the ping had come back as her phone being on, I'd prayed like I'd never prayed before.
Listening to Willow pee had been a unique experience, but if hearing her tinkle was the least of my problems, I could live with that. A hysterical laugh built in the back of my throat.
I squelched it with ruthless control. No. I still had a job to do. A woman to find. My woman. The blinking blue dot on the screen turned a solid blue. "Got her." I pushed from the desk, ignored the sharp piercing pain in my side. I sent the location to my phone and deleted the results.
These fuckers weren't leaving me here while they went in and rescued her. No. This was mine.
"Give it to us," Do
