“Anya is in the air with Dante and Adrian,” Pop said into our headsets from where he was sitting with the pilot. “They will only be about five minutes behind us at this rate.”

“Bennie and Vito are at home?” Zio asked, his voice tight with emotion.

“Yeah, fratello,” Pop said with a nod. “Zariah is locked up tight with Scarlett, and Zayne is on his way back from Chicago as we speak. We will have all of your babies home by the end of the night.”

Zio clenched his eyes closed. “Christ, I hope so.”

I squeezed his shoulder, offering him comfort even as my mind was pure chaos with thoughts of what could be happening to the three girls. From my other side, Garret was tapping his head against the window, cursing himself over and over again, feral rage in his green eyes that were so like his sister’s.

They were going to be okay. All of them. They had to be.

It felt as if it took forever to get to where the tracker said Ciana was located. By the time the pilot landed, we were all so on edge, we feared brushing against each other in case it sent us into a violent rage. Men I didn’t know but Pop said were friends met us, and I was pleased to see the cases of guns they brought with them.

By the time we were all armed, another helicopter was landing. The thing was barely on the ground before the door opened and Mom jumped out, running toward us with her head down low. Her brother Adrian was right behind her, along with Theo and Dante.

She ran right to me and hugged me hard. “We’ll get her back,” she promised, and I wrapped my arms around her tight. “I promise, l’venok.”

Too choked up to speak, I nodded and handed her a gun.

It was a ten-mile drive to get to Ciana’s location, and the closer we got, the denser the trees became until we reached a gate. The headlights of the lead car showed a sign proclaiming the area private property, while another one read NO TRESPASSING. Fresh tracks led up the dirt road beyond the gate.

One of Pop’s friends jumped out and used bolt cutters on the chains locking the gate in place. Once the gate was open, we all slammed on the gas of our vehicles and hauled ass, going in hot. I had no idea how many men would be waiting on us, but there was no doubt they would expect us. How could they not when they had three of the most important females in the world to my family? Those idiots knew what they were getting into when they took Nova, Ciana, and Cali. Now they would have to face the consequences.

Bullets rained down on us just as a huge cabin came into view in the distance. The place was massive, two stories, and looked more like a small hotel rather than someone’s home. It was lit up, shining like a beacon in the dark night, but the surrounding area was still pitch dark, making it impossible to see where the shots were coming from.