It's been almost a week since Hunter had left the country with his men.

He hadn't told Mirabella the real reason. Not because he wanted to lie, but because he didn’t want her getting too worried about him. If she had an idea of what he was dealing with, she would never sleep again.

He'd boarded his private jet with Victor, Ramos beside him and ten of his most trusted and trained men behind them. It was a cold night and he barely slept through the whole flight.

They landed in New York at ...