Chapter 12

After receiving a call from Tayler, Chelsea's worry weighed on Dave like a ton of bricks, a weight that had only grown in the hours since he'd recounted what he'd seen on the CCTV. The exact thing he'd dreaded, the error he'd made in not ensuring he'd finished the job, was about to come home to roost. He was certain of it.

Unfortunately, Tayler wasn't sure if he'd seen Hermano in the last few hours or not.

It didn't matter. The bitch's son had survived the explosion that should have killed him. Dave's goal had failed because Hermano was still alive. He could only hope that he hadn't let Chelsea down.

And in order to assure their safety, he was doing the only thing he could think of.

"Is everyone prepared to go, babe?"

She nodded as she marched from the back bedroom toward him. "Christie will be right behind me. She's having some issues with Peter. The poor thing has been having nightmares all night."

"Understandable," Dave responded. "The child has been through a lot. "You all have,"