HANS: Alliance Series Book Four

The beeping dot on my phone is still in the northwestern corner of the estate.

As we traversed the desert, I watched the dot. I haven’t stopped watching the dot, watching Cassandra’s location, since her plane disappeared out of my sight. But for the first time since getting to the house, she’s not moving.

I can’t tell what floor she’s on, but over the past several minutes, it’s looked like she’s in one room. Pacing, moving a little bit here and there. But for the last forty-five seconds, she hasn’t moved at all.

And I can’t let myself think of all the reasons why that could be bad.

Ten yards to my left, Nero holds up his hand, letting everyone know it’s time.

All at once, from every direction, forty men and women close in on Marcoux’s estate.

Be brave, Butterfly. I’m coming for you.