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Yours to Keep (The Baker's Creek Billionaire Brothers #6)(4)
Author: Claudia Y. Burgoa

He was never my guy. However, I do believe he’s hunting us. I need a plan, but I can’t count on Beacon because he’s leaving.

Fuck.

I pinch the bridge of my nose, closing my eyes. Fuck, how do I save my family?

“I’m sorry. I promise to find out what happened to him.”

“Unless he’s spying on us and trying to kill me?” I suggest, but it comes up more like a question.

“If he were anywhere near, we’d know.”

Well, my brother might be well trained, but he is a little naïve if he thinks he can find my old unit so easily. I set him straight. “He could be hiding anywhere. We can camp in zero-degree weather without being detected. Even with all the security details you have around.”

“You’ve noticed them?”

I almost snort, but instead, I nod. “Just because I know what I’m looking for. They’re cautious enough to go undetected. So, what’s the plan?”

He tilts his head and walks toward the hallway. I follow him all the way downstairs. I hate that he’s not giving me much to work with.

“You going to a concert and didn’t tell me?” Pierce asks him.

Beacon doesn’t joke. He actually uses a severe tone to say, “Listen, we have a problem. Grace and I have to leave immediately. We won’t be back until tomorrow if we’re lucky.”

“We need authorization from Jerome Parrish in advance,” Pierce stops him.

“He should be here soon. Then I’ll debrief you.”

“He’s going to debrief us,” Henry jokes, trying to lighten the atmosphere. I’m not the only one that can feel how thick the air is getting and how hard it is to breathe. “Those are big words for my baby brother.”

“I’d give you a comeback if I didn’t need to make sure your ass stays alive.”

Everyone sucks in a breath. Henry’s eyes widen, and he holds his wife’s hand. Sophia closes her eyes briefly, and I swear I can see her lips moving. I bet she’s praying.

Hayes steps close and asks, “What’s happening, kid?”

Grace, Manelik, and Jerome Parrish, our father’s former lawyer, enter the house. I still can’t understand how Beacon, his girlfriend, and his bandmate became security agents. There hasn’t been time to talk about any of it. Maybe someday I’ll sit with him and he’ll tell me the story.

“He was outside the house,” Grace says, tilting his head to Jerome Parrish, our cell guard.

“I came to visit.” Jerome scans the room. He’s wearing a trench coat and a hat. Once he takes off the hat, he asks, “What happened? Is everything okay?”

“No. I need permission to leave the country. Now,” Beacon says before explaining what’s happening.

My brothers are holding the hands of their wives. They don’t say a word, but I can see they’re scared out of their minds. I squeeze Mills’s shoulder as he picks up Arden, his son.

After some hesitation, Jerome agrees to grant Beacon permission to leave. We walk toward the helicopter, but not before Byron Langdon says, “I’ll drive to Portland, so you have more room. The security room in Merkel has more equipment there than The Lodge.”

“After dropping you off, I’ll be back to scan the area. I’ll land somewhere else, so they can’t see me,” I announce.

Beacon looks at me, rubbing his chin and saying, “You should land near the cabin. You can borrow one of the cars. We have equipment there. Look in the closets. We have plenty of armor, guns, knives, and ammunition.”

“Armor?”

He touches his pants and the shirt he wears. “It’s made out of a special material that’s bulletproof.”

I give him a confused gaze. “Who are you?”

He grins. “If you need anything and you can’t get a hold of me, contact Lang”—He pauses and turns to Lang—“He can be watching from The Lodge security room. After all, he worked with those men.”

Lang nods and gives me a card. “That’s all my information.”

“Do you have a count of how many guys they caught?” I ask no one in particular.

“I should have that information when I’m with Seth,” Beacon answers, serving me with a suspicious glare. His voice is reserved, distrustful. “Why do you need to know?”

“It might give me a clue into how many people are in this town. We’re not as big as your organization.”

He nods. “Okay, I’ll try to figure that out within the hour so you can start your manhunt. Do you want anyone from The Organization to help you?”

“No. I can do this better on my own.”

“Be careful,” he says.

“You too.”

As I fly toward Portland I’m already strategizing my search. But will I make it on time to save my family?

 

 

Chapter Three

 

 

Vance

 

 

According to The Organization’s intelligence, there might be ten or fifteen of my men in town ready to attack my family. If I hadn’t been sulking for the past few weeks and waiting for Beacon, we could’ve worked together and stopped those guys before they set up camp.

It’s too late for the what-ifs, but is it too late to stop their plans? I hope not. I’m relieved that Mason Bradley, Beacon’s Boss, is in town patrolling. He brought his team along. They’re supposed to be the best. I just hope they can do their job while I do my thing.

Since Beacon’s cabin is thirty minutes north of our property, I drive down to the outskirts to search for the men I believe are hiding, waiting to attack us. It won’t be easy. If I miss any, I hope that Beacon’s boss is good enough. I need him to protect my family before the unit burns the house down.

When I arrive at the cabin, I’m blown away by what I find. “Fucking Beacon!”

He has two cars that are the same make, model, and color. They even have the same plate numbers. When I check, one of them is a fake. There’s another plate underneath. I wonder how often he pretended to be at home, and he was actually here, or maybe in another state. If we get out of this one alive, I’m going to fucking kill him.

I find several armor suits in the closet. I put on one of them, grab a couple of knives and some guns and ammunition. This is a lot better than going home and maybe being seen by whoever is watching the house. When I look in the second garage, I find two motorcycles. I text Lang to find out where the keys are. He responds that the keys are in the office and gives me instructions on where to find an earpiece and how to connect it to hear everything that’s happening during the operation.

For a second, I entertain the possibility of joining The Organization. Would they even give me a job? It’d be worth asking. I’d be working with Beacon. Plus, they have cool toys that I could use while working for them. I drive to Baker’s Creek but take the back roads that I know will lead me to the other side of the mansion. I leave the bike in a secure area and hike to where I think the best place to camp will be. I spot a guy sitting by a rock, and I shoot him in the shoulder. When he turns, I recognize him. Brandon Smith. He’s new to the team.

“Don’t try to shoot, or I’ll kill you,” I warn him.

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