Exposed: Book 2 MAC Security Series (32 page)

We were dressed and booted up within an hour, I was more than ready to go and get Kay.

Daley had made some phone calls and by the time we were ready, we had another thirty men turn up, dressed in combat gear with guns. Between them, and all of Charlie’s men, we had a small army. Both Daley and Charlie were trying to be boss of the whole operation, so in the end, I had to put a stop to it.

“Neither of you are in charge. This is my warehouse, my woman, my operation.” I raised my brows, just waiting for one of them to say something but they didn’t.

Something that they both did agree on, was going in the vans. I refused.

Me and my team would be going together.

We all piled up into two trucks and led the way to the location while Evan sat in the back trying to hack into all the security systems.

The twenty-minute drive there made me seethe in anger. She’d been this close all along and I hadn’t found her. Gripping the steering wheel, I took deep breaths, trying to keep my cool. Now wasn’t the time to lose it, now was the time to stay calm.

Pulling a little way back from the building, I could feel her closeness. I relished in the feeling, having not felt it in so long.

The vans pulled up on either side of me and they all jumped out in formation. We opened our doors and led the way to the wall of the building, I signaled Charlie and opened the door, letting him go in first and following closely behind.

Scanning the open space, I couldn’t see anything but a door off to the left. Tilting my head towards the door, I moved forward with Corey at my back while the rest filed in behind me and went to check out another part of the warehouse.

We both stood at either side of the door, signaling for him to pull it open, we both filed inside, guns raised.

There was nothing but empty space with another door off to the right. Tilting my head to the door, we repeated our maneuver again.

“Well hey there, husband,” Serena sang, her voice sending goose bumps over my skin, and not in a good way either. I had a feeling that I’d come face to face with her at some point today.

“Where is she?” I gritted out, stepping forward, knowing that I had my guys at my back. It didn’t seem to bother her in the slightest that she was cornered. In fact, she seemed to relish in it.

“Where’s who?” She smirked, leaning back on the desk that she was perched on.

I stepped forward, stopping a couple of paces in front of her, not trusting myself to be any closer to her.

“Kay. Where is she?” I scanned what was around me in my peripheral vision, not daring to take my focus off her fully.

She huffed and walked out of the door that we had just come from, her steps quick. Following her back into the main building, I stood and waited.

“You know I never wanted any of this,” she said, turning back to face me. “I just want you back,” she whined.

“Yeah?” I chuckled, leaning down into her face. “You never wanted our baby either did you? Didn’t take you long to solve that problem either, did it?”

Her face paled as I pulled away. I hated her for what she had done, what she had taken from me. She took away the opportunity for me to be a dad, she took away my choices. Everyone always raved on about women’s choices, which I fully believed in, but that baby was half of me and I didn’t have any say in the matter.

“That baby was never meant to happen,” she said, holding her hand up in the air and moving a step forward.

“Bitch, you take a one step closer to him and see what happens.” I swung my head to the voice, a voice that hit me straight in the gut.

My eyes scanned her barely clothed body, the bruises and dried blood scattered all over her. I tampered down my rage for now, knowing I’d do some real damage if I didn’t.

“What-” Serena gasped.

“I’ll shoot your face off if you move,” she growled. “You sadistic fuck.”

“Kay?” Another voice said from behind her. “Ava’s still back there.”

Lindsey.

“Who’s here?” Kay asked me. For a second I was speechless, she still hadn’t taken her eyes off Serena. “Ty! Who’s here? Get her in cuffs!”

Luke stepped forward, taking his cuffs out as I went to Kay.

“Sweetheart, you can put the gun down now.” I held my hand out for it but she shook her head and walked backwards, the way she had just come.

“I’m going to get Ava!” she shouted when I tried to stop her.

Rushing forward, I stopped her by walking in her path and holding my hands up. “Sweetheart, Corey and Luke can get her. You need to be checked out. Shit, you’re bleeding.”

“No, I need to get her.” She shook her head, moving to the side to get past me.

“Corey, Luke? Get this Ava girl.”

They came over to us, Corey kissing his sister on the head before going through the concealed door that Kay had pointed out.

“We need to get you out of here,” I said gently, taking the gun out of her hand.

“I…I…” She didn’t take her eyes off the door that Corey and Luke had gone through.

Moving into her line of sight, I bent down and cupped her face with my hands.

“Sweetheart, we need to get you out of here.” Opening my vest, I pulled my t-shirt off and placed it over her head. Shoving my arms back through the vest, I took her hand and led her back outside. Aware of her slight limp and flinches every time she took a step.

Was this all a dream? Had I really just made it out of there?

I wasn’t sure whether I was hallucinating but Ty’s touch felt so real. I shook my head, hoping this wasn’t some kind of cruel trick that my mind was playing on me.

My eyes stayed on Ty’s as Corey went to get Ava. So many men ran after him and piled through the door. I had no idea how many girls were being kept in there, I just hoped that it wasn’t too many.

Looking over at Lindsey, I could see that Kitty was comforting her and had covered her with a blanket. Feeling Ty’s t-shirt touch my skin made me shiver and my whole body sagged in relief.

It was real. We really had made it out.

“I shouldn’t have left her,” I whispered. Why had I left her? I’d just gone through the door and left her with that brute.

“Sweetheart...” Shaking my head at Ty, I couldn’t quite meet his eyes while I was admitting that I’d just left her there. That poor innocent girl had been left with all those men. The lump in my throat became bigger and I desperately tried to hold back the sob that was bubbling up.

Ty walked me over to Lindsey and we held each other tight, neither of us looking away from the door, waiting for Ava to come out.

Corey walked out after what felt like hours, cradling Ava in his arms. He held her tight, her face buried into the crook of his neck as she clutched onto him. Rushing forward, I tried to check on her, but as soon as I touched her, she whimpered.

“What happened?” I asked Corey, his eyes blazing in anger.

Shaking his head, he walked straight out of the warehouse and into the truck. Not acknowledging anyone. What had he done to her?

“Kay, we need to get you checked out. You all need to be checked out,” Ty said, coming up behind me. Nodding my head, I moved toward the truck, Lindsey still holding onto me.

Hearing Serena shouting, I turned my head. “Just leave it,” Ty whispered in my ear.

Closing my eyes at the sensation, I did what he said, knowing that if I was to see her face, I wouldn’t be able to hold back from hurting her again.

“Ty,” I whispered, the lump in my throat becoming bigger. We were out, we were actually out.

His arms opened and I turned, going straight to my safe place. His arms came around me and I snuggled into the nook that was specially shaped just for me. At least, that’s what I liked to tell myself.

I was tired and drained, all I wanted was a bottle of water, my bed and a cuddle from Eli.

I hadn’t even registered the fact that Corey was here, or how they’d found us. I didn’t even want to know why Daley was stood talking to Charlie.

“Let’s get you checked out and then we can get you home.” Nodding into his chest, I let Ty lift me up into the passenger seat. His face coming so close to mine as he did my belt for me, that I couldn’t help but lift my hand up so I could run my fingers through his scruff.

“I missed you,” I whispered, my eyes filling with tears.

His brown eyes told me how much he’d missed me, without having to say a word. Leaning forward, he kissed me softly on the lips and leaned his forehead against mine.

“I missed you too,” he said, his voice deep and gruff. “So much.”

“Guys, I know you want a reunion and all that,” Corey said from the back. “But Ava needs to be checked out. Like, right now.”

Pulling apart, Ty grinned at me and shut the door.

For the next few hours, we were poked, prodded and examined. We’d all been split up; Ty stayed with me, Luke turned up and stayed outside Lindsey’s room and Ava still hadn’t let Corey go.

They stitched me up and sent me for x-rays, telling me that I had two cracked ribs and a broken finger. Something that I could have told them without the x-rays. They wrapped my ribs and feet in bandages because of the abrasions and taped my two fingers together.

All of the other injuries were just bruises and cuts that would heal with time. Though they wanted me to talk to a shrink but I refused. There was no way that I would be telling a stranger all about my life.

Ty wouldn’t let me walk out of there so I hobbled into a wheel chair, my feet still sore from the cuts on them, only now, I was wearing a pair of hospital issued slippers so that gave me some relief.

We all met back up in the waiting area and waited for Ava and Corey to come out.

“Ava?” I whispered as they came through the doors.

Corey shook his head at me and mouthed, ‘not right now’.

Looking down at my knees, I frowned. It was all my fault. If I hadn’t left her there alone, she wouldn’t have been like this right now.

We all went out to the truck and piled in, my head spinning with so many different things that I thought it would explode. All I wanted to do was see Eli but Ty told me that he was with Elena and Trevor at their house. Which was probably for the best because I wanted to get all the formal stuff out of the way first. Then I could concentrate on Eli, and getting better.

Ty’s hand drifted over to my knee, looking down at his fingers drumming his beat, I smiled. I’d missed that, the constant rhythm. Reaching down, I ran my finger over the top of his hand, running along his knuckles and down his fingers. Turning his hand over, I placed my hand inside his and looked over at him.