Her careful preparations and alternate plans could only lend confidence to her men if no one interfered.Lawe had interfered.That knowledge swept over her once she had her men taken care of and returned to their rooms with medics.The old-fashioned bullet wound was cleaned and the bullet dug out of hard male muscle and flesh and bandaged within the hour. The Breed heli-jet was on its way from Sanctuary and it would fly her men home before returning to fly her and Rachel back to Sanctuary.Or so Lawe and Jonas thought.She sat back in the wing-backed chair in the living area of the lower-floor penthouse suite Jonas and Rachel had taken at the hotel, after the attack on Diane and her men. She knew other high-level Breeds were now in residence as well. It was becoming a damned Breed military stronghold. With one boot-shod foot propped on the coffee table, her elbow propped on the arm while her chin rested in her palm, Diane watched silently as Jonas and Lawe talked on the other side of the room.Her sister stood next to her mate, and unlike Jonas and Lawe, watched Diane worriedly.
