The guys had gathered in the lounge of the packhouse. Harry was still upstairs, but no one dared to bother him. They all valued their lives.

"So, where do we start?" Kal asked Greyson as they started to plan to search for Brooke. Alice was upstairs asleep with Sasha watching over her. She had promised to alert Kal as soon as she awoke.

"We start at the border of the town, we-" Indianna's phone interrupted Greyson. She looked at the text she had received and gasped. "What is it, sugar?"

"We need Harry here, now," she said and thrust the phone at Greyson.

I have Brooklyn. She is safe and...