~ Harlan’s POV ~
“Is this really necessary?” I huff as I watch Savannah passes out. Tank is holding her while Copper puts a handkerchief doused with anesthesia to her nose.
“We need to move fast,” Logan answers me. “Now!”
Everyone starts moving, all following Logan’s command. Tank and Copper start moving furniture to block the door, meanwhile, Dynamite takes out the homemade bomb carefully out of his briefcase. Oh, yeah, apparently, that’s how he got that nickname. It’s not only because of his explosive personality, but that he actually knows how to make explosives.
Logan carefully picks up Savannah’s body from the ground and hoists her onto his shoulders. He then shoots me a look and I nod, moving forward with the plan.
“Whenever you’re ready,” I say to Dynamite.
Dynamite connects t
