Odessa POV

“How the hell did he find out?” Maverick’s voice drew me out of my deep sleep.

I slipped into his t-shirt and followed his distressed voice.

“I had a jet ready and waiting to take her out of town. The safe house’s ready too.”

I found Maverick pacing, half-dressed in front of the fireplace.

“When’s he landing?” Maverick asked.

What’s going on now?

“Okay, fine. We’ll double the security. I’ll see you at training.” Maverick said before hanging up the ...