Reckless (Benson Security 1)

“There’s about four hundred exits in this place,” Joe complained as he studied the map Elle had sent. “The guys have the front. We spread out. A side each.”

There was no argument.

“Callum?” Lake shot round another corner taking the SUV to two wheels.

It still wasn’t fast enough. What if he didn’t make it? What if he was too late? Dimitri clenched his fist so hard he thought he felt bone snap.

“Callum, come in.”

“Callum here,” came the voice, and relief swept through the car.

“Report.” Lake shot through a red light.

“We’ve got her. We’ve got Katrina.”

Dimitri’s head fell back as he stared at the roof of the car. Thank you, God.

“Status?” Thankfully Lake asked because Dimitri couldn’t speak yet.

“She’s in one piece. Ryan’s taking her to hospital.”

She’s okay. She’s okay. She’s okay…

“Megan?” Lake cast a glance over to him before focusing on the road again.

“They have her.”

It was like a punch to the gut.

“I’m covering the front,” Callum’s voice was lethal. “I can’t see the other exits. No sound of a vehicle. They’re still on site.”

Good. That was good.

“Coming up on your location now. We’re heading to the rear of the school.”

“Roger that.”

There was silence. The car screeched to a halt beside a metal barrier. The men were out of the SUV and over the fence before the engine died. Lake signalled to them and they spread out, keeping low, using construction equipment and overgrown bushes to avoid the lights.

A shot kicked up the dirt beside Dimitri. He pressed flat against rusted playground equipment. “Shooter on the roof. My side.”

“Take out the lights,” Lake replied.

There were a series of shots and the place fell into darkness. Silence. Stillness. No one moved.

“Move in,” Lake ordered.

Easier now there was darkness, the men crept to the building. Another shot hit the metal climbing frame beside Dimitri.

“Can you see him?” Callum’s voice.

“No. He’s got me pinned.” Dimitri could hear seconds ticking loudly in his head. Each one took Megan further from him. He kept his ears peeled for the sound of a car. None. She w

as still here.

“I’m on the roof.” Joe’s voice. “I see the bastard.” There was a grunt. “Threat disabled.”

Dimitri came out of hiding and ran low to the building. No more shots from the roof.