Tate. “Yeah, hopefully,” said Havana. “It’d be a bummer if Bailey leveled the building or something.” Tate twisted his neck to look at his mate. “What?” Camden explained, “It was what Bailey did last time someone abducted her. Got free, snapped their neck, and destroyed the building. The time before that, she set the location on fire after kicking her captor’s ass. No ropes or cuffs or other binds can keep her where she doesn’t want to be.” Deke studied him in the rearview mirror. “You’re not worried for her safety at all, are you?” “No,” replied Camden.
