for no other reason but because I told you to.” Hawk snarled, “Not good enough.” “Is this good enough?” Alpha stepped back and removed his dark hood from over his head, revealing a gorgeous man for all of them to see. Thick black hair fell back with his hood, stopping at his neck. Dark eyes thickly outlined with black kohl liner watched their stunned faces. The naturally tanned skin looked like a face you wanted to stroke when you kissed his full lips. Viper wasted no time snapping a couple of pictures. Alpha didn’t blink. That was him giving them something over him. Giving them his own trust. His face could be entered in the national database for every law enforcement and governmental agency in the world if he didn’t follow through on his guarantee. “But understand. I do this and you stand down and let me go after Omega alone. Hawk, I will bring him to you in forty-eight hours.” “No. It’s already been twenty-eight. He’ll have traded Pierce by then,” Hawk said to Call, his eyes pleading with his Commander. Call put his hand up and stared at the hooded man. “You need two days? I doubt that.” “I am moved by your appreciation of my skills, Call. But, I need to get to Omega first. There’ll be men that I’ll have to eliminate before I can reach him. Once I have him, I’ll bring him to your home, Hawk. Be there.” “No. Bring him here,” Hawk demanded. “I’m not coming back here. The rest of your team will be back by then. If you want him, be at your house to receive him.” “And he’s just going to let you take Pierce from him?” Hawk looked at him disbelievingly. He didn’t bother asking the stealthy man how he knew where Hawk’s private residence was. It wasn’t important right now. “I don’t need to explain anything more to you.” Alpha’s gravelly voice elevated. “I’m your only real chance to get him back. Even if you are able to get your emotions under control long enough to receive a vision, you’ll never be able to get close to Omega. He’s too fast.” “But you can get to him.” “Yes, because I’m faster.” Alpha turned to leave, slinging his hood back up over his head.
Chapter Thirteen
PIERCE
Pierce’s head fell forward before he jerked it back up again. He wasn’t sure what time it was, but he knew it’d been over twenty-four hours since he'd been taken. He was exhausted and hungry but he refused to sleep or eat. The extremely intimidating man – who told Pierce to refer to him as ‘O’ – had him closed in a small room with no windows to see outside, but he did have a view through the clear door into a larger room where O sat with his back to Pierce watching a couple of monitors. It looked like images of the city. Pierce tried to determine if the images were surveillance of the task force's location or if the guy was looking for something else. He knew they were still in Virginia because the ride was only a couple hours at most. O put a blindfold over Pierce’s eyes and put his helmet back on after forty-five minutes of riding. Pierce’s eyes were heavy and gritty from fatigue. He knew Hawk would find him. He’d get a vision of where he was and come in, guns blazing. He just hoped it was before O’s clients came for him. Why the fuck did the Russian’s want him? Sure he’d picked off a couple of the mob’s key players, but so what? There were thousands of them. Maybe they knew what Pierce’s plan was, maybe Pierce had a mole in his team. Fuck . He couldn’t think as sharply with no sleep or food for almost two days. Now he was wishing he hadn't stayed up so late the night before their mission. O stood and came to open Pierce’s door. He was about six feet tall. Looked to be in his early thirties. Lithe and toned. He had smooth dark facial hair, trimmed neatly around his mouth and chin. Not overly muscular but he was fucking strong and fast. He would be a stunningly handsome man if he weren't such an asshole. When