of a bitch to pay. He even included a fee for the rental of the SUV. He looked up from his computer. "If that bastard has put so much as a scratch on my ride, I'm going to castrate him."
Adam grinned. "Hell, maybe you can castrate him anyway."
"Or leave that to him." Julian nodded toward the black SUV that turned, tires squealing, and came through the front gates.
The passenger door practically exploded open, and Seth Carter hit the ground running. He headed straight for the only man he knew, Julian.
"He hit her. He grabbed Jayne, and my son, Toby, and he hit her. That bastard's a dead fucking man."
"We're ready for 'em, Seth," Julian said.
"Don't fuck up our plan." Adam Kendall came over and got in Seth's face. "Every single one of us is focused on getting your family back. We won't make you stand on the sidelines. But you have to get with the program."
Julian waited with everyone else to see if the big tattooed man could rein himself in. After a moment, Seth nodded. His sharp gaze took in the lay of the land, and the men he didn't know. Julian had noticed that Adam greeted the other man - the driver of the SUV - like an old friend, which he probably was.
"This is Ace Webster, a man not unfamiliar with dicey situations." Adam performed the rest of the introductions. Then he said, "We're ready. Captain Connell, here, has his men tucked out of sight. He'll wait just inside the hangar door and direct them when the time is right. Morgan will be in the cockpit. I'll pull the plane out of the hangar using Henry's truck as the suspect vehicle pulls through the gates. Julian is going to be our grease monkey."
"And me?" Seth took a half step toward Adam Kendall.
"You can be inside the plane. Likely, they'll want to rush Jayne and your son on board, get them out of Julian's sight as soon as possible. If so, you can grab them, and keep them safe. Ace, maybe you'd like to join Seth, since you're armed."
"Sounds good, Adam."
Then Adam looked at Julian. "If you get a chance to grab Jayne and Toby, you take it. Otherwise, you're just another working man, only happy to help the rich and awesome foreigners."
"Christ, I don't know if I'm that good an actor." Then he met Seth's gaze. "But I'll do everything I can to help Seth protect his woman and his boy."
Seth nodded. "I owe you, man."
Julian waved that away. He reached for the tool belt Morgan had brought out for him to wear, and strapped it on. Then he tucked the guns - one Adam had handed him and one Morgan had passed - into the waistband of his pants, one on either side.
He hoped to hell Broussard and that other bastard didn't look past his tool belt and his goofy grin and see the weapons.
Morgan's phone beeped. He looked at the screen then up at everyone else. "They're nearly here."
Adam nodded. "Okay, places. And let's do this thing right."
Julian was in awe at the speed with which everyone moved. Ace pulled his vehicle around the far end of the hangar, out of sight, and then ran toward the Lear. Morgan, followed by Seth, was on his heels and got into the jet, too, leaving the door open and the steps down. They'd already hooked the jet up to the pickup - the one the Kendalls had modified for that very purpose. Adam got behind the wheel of the truck and waited.
They'd all figured if they appeared to be hauling the jet out as Broussard approached, the man's attention would be split between that and keeping an eye on his prisoner, and he wouldn't notice Morgan, or Adam, or that the noose was about to be pulled tight around his worthless neck.
Julian tucked the "invoice" Morgan had given him in his shirt pocket, and got ready to play the role of his life.
* * * *
"How are you doing there, sweetie?" Robert Jessop looked from the woman whose eyes had just blinked open, to the man and young baby hovering close by. He'd scrubbed up and was, thanks to his woman helping him, ready to don gown and gloves, and get to work.
"Okay, I guess. Woozy."
"You're a little woozy because I've given you some happy juice so my brother can tend to your wound." David said.
"Seth? Toby?"
"Right here, baby." The tattooed man looked at Robert. "I think