Free Their Virgin Captive by Shayla Black, Lexi Blake Page A

you find out what flight they’re on? One of the admins should know. I want to be prepared.”
    “I just sent you an e-mail with that information. I’ll keep digging, focusing first on the men you’ve mentioned. But something is off here; I feel it. Watch your back, James. I’ll call back when I know more.”
    The line went dead, and Gavin immediately opened his e-mail.
    “What’s going on?” The expression on Slade’s face told Gavin he’d figured out something was up, but he couldn’t move because Hannah’s head was on his chest. Otherwise, they might be wrestling over the phone. “What did he find out?”
    Gavin scanned the e-mail. It was a copy of the incoming employees’ itinerary. Preston hadn’t wasted a minute. He and two others were coming in on the redeye to Anchorage, followed by a puddle-jumper they’d hired to get them to River Run. First Class for Preston, but he’d shoved the techs into coach. Douche bag .
    “It looks like we’re going to have company. Have you checked your cell lately?” Slade flushed slightly. “I turned it off while we were in the air. I haven’t turned it back on.” Because he was far too busy with Hannah. Work was going to come second for Slade from now on. Gavin could deal with that. He scanned through his e-mail, reading a group of them from the foreman at River Run, which had started minutes after Gavin’s plane had taken off.
    “Don’t feel too bad. I just started mine again. There was a system failure at the facility. They got it under control, but it needs to be looked at by an expert.”
    “I can be there in an hour,” Slade said.
    “A computer expert. It isn’t an engineering problem. The system crashed, and now that it’s back online, it’s giving off some strange numbers. Ben Kunayak, the IT guy who runs our facility up here, thinks the system has been hacked. Preston decided it was serious enough to investigate in person. Scott and Lyle apparently volunteered to come with him.”
    “What the fuck?” Slade’s voice boomed through the car. “How convenient.”
    “Exactly.”

    * * * *
    When they reached the house, Slade caught him up on the Lenox brothers’ call. Dex thought seriously about putting his fist through another wall. “That fucker is going to be here in the morning?”
    Gavin nodded from his seat on the couch. Dex couldn’t sit. All he could do was think about the fact that Preston Ward III had followed Hannah to Alaska.
    “We can’t say anything to Hannah until we know for sure, but he’s not coming anywhere near her.”
    “Agreed.” Slade walked in from the hallway that led back to the bedrooms. “I settled her in.
    She’s not particularly happy that she lost her cell phone.”
    Gavin eyed Slade. “Lost?”
    Slade pulled the small phone out of his back pocket with a grin. “It got lost in my pants.” Gavin sighed, the sound so familiar to Dex that he no longer winced at it. He was used to disappointing Gavin. But it was nice to know their oldest brother handled Slade the same way.
    “And why would her phone decide to hide in your slacks?”
    Dex held his hand out, and Slade turned the phone over. Dex immediately started going through her recent calls. “Slade and I talked about it earlier. Hannah knows a lot of people.
    Maybe one of them is her stalker. But if she has this phone, she’s going to answer it. She might even call her friends to let them know where she’s gone. We can’t risk that.” She’d had twenty damn phone calls in the last ten hours. Dex ignored the ones from Wendy and the other female office workers Hannah had befriended. There were several numbers from inside Black Oak that Dex didn’t recognize, and Hannah didn’t have contact names for their numbers.
    “We need to keep Hannah’s whereabouts quiet. Wendy is the only one who knows where she is. She’s been with the company for over a decade. I would trust her with company secrets.” Slade flipped open his laptop and started it