“I’ll let Mom know to eat without us. We’ll prep for the extraction of Jamie and his team from the hotel. We roll out in thirty. It’ll be dark by then,” Alessandro said, and I gestured with my head for the others to leave with him. I needed a minute alone with Juliette.

Alessandro shut the door as he left, and I appreciated the opportunity to focus all of my attention on Juliette without the fear of prying ears.

“We’ll take Jamie and his crew to our security office in Chelsea for questioning. I’ll have Enzo bring Lennon here, so Colin doesn’t worry about her safety.”

She smoothed the back of her hand across my cheek. “Thank you. That will mean a lot to him.”

Before I could respond, the door swung open. So much for a few uninterrupted moments to put to rest Juliette’s fears.

Hudson shot me an apologetic look for intruding before sharing, “My man on overwatch just called. Someone took out the power at the hotel. By the time he went in to check, the hotel room suite was empty. They were either taken out the back, or they left on their own. CCTV footage was also killed, so we’re in the dark.”

“Colin saw the footage in my office. He must’ve told Lennon we had eyes on the hotel, so she would know she was safe. Either she told Jamie, or Jamie’s mirroring her phone.” The way I am Colin’s. Not that I’d had a reason to check it.

“What happens now? Do you think Lennon’s in danger?” Juliette asked as I went over to the desk, put on my hat, and then picked up my laptop.

“We’ll find her.” I packed as much confidence in my tone as possible. “Assuming Jamie’s working with the mercenaries who came after Colin today, there has to be more of them. They’re more than likely meeting somewhere to strategize the next steps.”

“But if they’re not working together? And those men took Jamie since they couldn’t get Colin today? What does that mean?”

I wasn’t ready to answer that. Because if Lennon wasn’t safe, that changed everything for Colin. Which, by default, changed everything for me.

“We’ll talk to my brothers and figure it out, I promise.” I took hold of her arm, steadying her and myself, before we followed Hudson out of the office and down the stairs.

At the last step, she stopped abruptly, facing me. “But what if someone took Lennon so they can draw out⁠—”

“Colin.” My stomach bottomed out. “Colin!” I barked out his name, my voice sharp enough to cut through the house.

Juliette was already moving.

She ran for the dining room, calling his name as I followed. My pulse hammered, and that bad feeling in my gut spread like a disease.