“And Ruby Ridge,” Dante added. “She has a point.”

“Is Kit the person who is on my records as Kirsten Traeger?” When Frankie nodded, Caz motioned to the paper she still held. “What did the message say?”

Unable to say the words out loud, Frankie handed it to Bull. He read it, his jaw turning hard, then gave the paper to Caz.

“I saw Kit at the grocery when I first got here. We planned that I’d cut the fence behind the children’s barracks on a Saturday night. She’d sneak out with Aric, and I’d guide them out of the forest.”

“That’s how you got shot.” Hawk snorted and looked at Bull. “She’s gonna run you ragged.”

Bull sighed. “Yep.”

“It’s not like I wanted to get shot,” Frankie said. “I needed to locate the right trail and what guards might be able to see the barracks and—”

“The compound is huge, dear. You could circle it for hours without learning what you needed to know.” Lillian made a tsking sound.

“Actually, I’d already narrowed the location down to a couple of buildings near the east fence.”

“Had you,” Bull murmured. He tilted her chin up. “And how exactly did you do that?”

His face had the same expression as Nonna’s when her grandmother found Frankie playing with a scorpion. In fact, all of Bull’s brothers appeared dismayed.

Che palle, over-protective men. “I flew a drone over the compound and mapped part of it. There were children playing between two buildings. One of them would be the children’s dorm.”

“A drone.” Audrey grinned. “That’s really smart.”

“Have you got the photos?” JJ asked. “I’d like to see them.”

“I didn’t get pictures of the entire compound.” Frankie pulled out her new phone to flip through the photo gallery. Thank goodness she’d had everything backed up in the cloud. “They killed my poor drone. Shot it ri…”

The silence registered.

Oops.

Anger radiated off Bull’s powerful body like heat waves off a New York sidewalk in summer. More than enough to scorch a person.

Jumping up, she handed JJ her phone.

“Thanks,” JJ lowered her voice to a whisper. “You’re in deep shit with the bull, I hope you know.”

When Frankie rolled her eyes, the cop snorted a laugh…and grinned.

Maybe Bull’s attitude was a touch insulting, yet his protectiveness warmed her more than the blanket he’d wrapped around her last night.

The patrol officer studied the phone’s photos and enlarged a portion of one. “I see the children outside the buildings. You called them barracks. Does that mean the women don’t live with their kids?”

“Kit said the women’s barracks is next door to the children’s. The kids have a matron in charge of their building.”

“That might complicate matters.” Caz turned to Gabe. “So, viejo, how’re we going to do this?”