Page 12 of Beautiful Scars: Unshakeable (The Beautiful Scars Duet #2)

Chapter Eleven

Zane

My phone screen dims to black, reflecting my stunned face back to me.

My lungs refuse to pull in air. My pulse pounds in my ears.

The room is silent and still around me.

Seconds stretch. Minutes compress.

I'm the first to break the silence.

"Tell me you got something." My voice comes out eerily calm, at odds with the inferno raging inside me. Every muscle in my body is coiled tight.

Colt's fingers continue moving across his keyboard.

"Cross-referencing the coordinates… got it.

Warehouse district. Just like the nurse said.

Building 23 on Industrial Drive." He spins his laptop around, showing us a satellite view.

"It's an old medical supply facility. Three stories above ground, two below. "

"Underground levels?" Levi pushes off the wall, taking a shaky breath and wiping his face with trembling hands. "Like the guard mentioned?"

"Exactly." Colt zooms in on the blueprints he's pulled up. "Nurse's intel matches perfectly. Service entrance here, loading dock there."

I lean over his shoulder, taking in every detail.

"Security systems?" My mind races through scenarios, calculating angles and entry points.

"We have to expect top of the line. Garrett has a lot to protect." Colt pulls up another screen. "All we have is what the nurse and guard gave us. Security mods won't show up on the building plans. We know the lowest level has reinforced doors, keypad entry. That's where they're keeping Sunny.

Wolf's already working on it. Says he can loop the cameras, kill the alarms. We'll have maybe twenty minutes before their backup systems kick in. We have the codes to get into the lower levels."

Levi paces behind us, that familiar furious energy rolling off him in waves. "How many men total inside?"

"Nurse counted twelve during her last visit. Four guards, two 'handlers', medical staff, and Garrett." Colt's voice hardens on the last name. "Double that number though. There's at least two shifts, plus whatever muscle he'll have brought in since discovering the phone."

"We go in heavy then." I straighten, already mentally assembling teams. "Full tactical. No survivors. Except Sunny and any other women."

"Agreed." Levi stops pacing, his expression carved from stone. "But Garrett's mine."

"No." The word comes out sharp, final. "You're too emotional. You'll make mistakes."

"Like hell—"

"He's right." Colt interrupts, standing. "We need precision."

"This isn't a fucking debate." Levi's hands clench into fists. "After what we just heard—"

"Exactly." I step into his space, using my height advantage. "After what we heard, can you guarantee you won't lose control? That you won't get Sunny killed trying to make him pay?"

The question hits its intended mark. The color drains from his face.

"I'll handle Garrett. We'll bring him back here." My voice leaves no room for argument. "You and Colt clear the upper levels, secure any other victims. I'll take Wolf and Rex down below."

"Z..." Levi's voice cracks. "I need to be there. When you find her..."

"And you will be." I grip his shoulder, forcing him to meet my eyes. "But we do this right. No mistakes."

He searches my face for a long moment before nodding slowly. "No mistakes," he agrees. "But when we get our hands on him..."

"Then we'll make his death last days instead of hours." The promise comes easily. Some men don’t deserve a quick end.

"Wolf's team can be ready in thirty." Colt hangs up his phone. "Ty and Chase are leaving now to bring the heavy weapons in from the warehouse. Jayce has medical and supplies standing by."

I nod, already moving toward the door. "Get everyone geared up. Full tactical loadout. I want teams assigned and briefed in an hour."

"Z." Levi's voice stops me. When I turn, his eyes are haunted. "What if... what if we're too late?"

The question hangs in the air, giving voice to my deepest fear.

"We won't be." I say it as if there is no other possibility. No other way this could play out.

The determination that settles over Levi's features mirrors my own. We've failed her before—in different ways. But not this time.

This time, we bring her home.

And God help anyone who stands in our way.