Theo gritted his teeth as the plane touched down, finally. Despite the pilot warning them to remain seated as they taxied to a ramp, he was on his feet, pacing. His mind was a whirlwind of turbulent emotions, but mostly rage and worry.
Was Aria all right? Was she hurt?
It had been six hours since her abduction. They were behind, and the trail was only getting colder. Aria’s safety depended on them finding her quickly, but it already felt like she was slipping out of their hands.
Ruger and Remington watched their master, anxiously whining. They weren’t sure what was happening, but Theo’s nervousness made them wary. Only Caden seemed to be calm, but it was only his outward appearance that made it so. Inside, he was just as anxious for his sister as Theo.
“How the f**k can you just sit
