Ranger's Fury - E.C. Land Page 0,11

It takes me a moment, but I realize several of them are wearing the Inferno’s Clutch MC cuts.

“I didn’t know you all were coming,” Tracker says, standing to greet them.

“I needed to be here,” the woman standing next to one of the men in front speaks up. She must be Raven’s mom considering the resemblance. “Somethings terribly wrong, I feel it.”

“What’s going on?” Tracker asks.

“Fury, Pitch Black, Lynch, what are you all doing here?” Blaze asks at the same time calling out their names as he makes his way to the group. I knew he’d been here getting a shipment ready to go and we’d needed to have ready for our Southeast charter to pick up.

“Blaze, sweetheart, where’s my daughter?” Ela asks, causing Blaze to tense.

“She’s at home with the boys, why? Have you seen something?”

Ela turns from Blaze to Tracker as she nods. “Where is Victoria?”

“At work, I was getting ready to head over to DP in a few minutes since Momma B was keeping Jamie for us tonight. Is everything okay?” Tracker mutters.

Nodding Ela closes her eyes. “Good, good. They don’t need to hear this,” she whispers, leaning into her ol’ man, Fury.

“What don’t they need to hear?” Blaze demands.

“That my sister is in trouble,” Lynch speaks up and my body grows taut. He’s Harlow’s brother and I don’t think he has another one he could be speaking of.

“We’ve been looking for Harlow and can’t find a trace of her anywhere,” Tracker informs them as I stand to my feet, ignoring Jezebel while stepping up next to my VP.

“Yeah and neither could we until Ela dreamt about her last night,” Fury states, squeezing his ol’ lady to him.

“I don’t understand,” I say finally speaking up.

“It’s all confusing. Everything about the dream was fuzzy, but a name stood out and I had Fury call Trevor, our nephew, to ask him about it.” Tears well in Ela’s eyes as she looks from each of us stopping on me as she continues to speak. “I’m sorry we didn’t know what she was doing. According to Trevor, he’d been working on trying to find her location for nearly six months. He knows who has her but where is another story.”

“Who has her?” I demand, fists clenched at my sides.

“A man named Ezra Rivas,” Pitch Black growls.

“Why the hell are you all talking about Ezra Rivas?” Shadow snarls as he joins our group.

“Do you know who he is?” Tracker demands.

“Yeah, I know exactly who the fucker is. He’s a South American dickhead who sells women into slavery all over the world,” Shadow states, curling his lip at the corner.

“Hold the hell up, is this the job Harlow was working when Tinsley had Chase?” Blaze growls.

“Yes. None of us knew. From what Trevor informed me of when I spoke to him, Harlow refused to have anyone else in on this not wanting to risk those who have families.”

“Like she doesn’t have fuckin’ family,” Lynch snarks, interrupting Fury.

“Easy, son, I know you’re pissed but contain it,” Fury orders. Lynch nods his head but stays silent. “Anyway, she told Trevor if he brought anyone else in, she’d go rogue on this one and no one would see her again.”

“Fuckin’ stupid,” Pitch Black mutters.

“Now what the hell do we do?” Blaze demands.

“That’s why we’re here. Harlow’s in trouble more than ever and only one person can truly bring her back from it all,” Ela declares, her gaze locked on me.

“How am I supposed to help her when I don’t know where she is?” I ask.

“I do. I know exactly where Ezra would keep her,” Shadow states, getting each of our undivided attention.

“Where is she?” I grind out through clenched teeth.

“In Brazil.”

Shit.

We’ll need a plane to get to Harlow and passports.

Fuckin’ hell.

“I’m calling Grigory, see if we can’t use his jet,” Tracker mutters, pulling out his phone. “Shadow, get with Nerd, pull up maps and do whatever you gotta do. We need a game plan in pulling this shit off. Ranger . . .”

“I need to get my shit together. Make sure I have any medical supplies we might need for any situation at hand,” I say interrupting him.

“I might suggest drinking some coffee to sober up completely first,” Ela murmurs quietly.

“Soon as I heard Harlow’s name I sobered up,” I grumble.

“That’s good. Now you just need to remember one thing as you and everyone else that goes with you to bring our Harlow home. She’s going to need you more than anyone else and that includes her