tortured and is in so much pain.”
“And you know this how?” Angel demanded roughly as she took another step in Jade’s direction, anger in her voice. “Did someone contact you?”
Looking her mother in the eyes, Jade told her, “I connected with him while I was sleeping. I can merge with people just like you can. I am a strong telepath. I honestly didn’t realize how strong until all of the drugs the General gave me were out of my system, but I have always known I was stronger than I let on.”
Ignoring the fact that her own daughter had been lying to her, Angel asked, “Did he give you his location? He has to be in Colombia, but do you know where?”
Shaking her head, Jade whispered, “No, he shoved me out when he realized I was there. They were starting to torture him and...I guess he was trying to protect me.”
“I sent you a text as soon as Jade told me what happened,” Flame interjected stepping up beside Jade. “She tried to reconnect with him, but he blocked her out.”
“He didn’t want you to endure the pain he was going through,” Rikki stated. “Even though you weren’t the one actually being tortured, chances are high you would have felt all the pain he felt.”
Swallowing hard, Jade nodded. “That’s what I figured. I would have stayed with him if he would have let me, though. He wouldn’t have had to go through it alone.”
Pride shining in her eyes at her daughter’s words, Angel smiled gently, “I know you would have, Jade.” Turning to her team, Angel ordered. “Let’s go inside. I’m going to try and connect with Trace. Let’s bring our boy home.”
As they moved toward the house, the faint sound of a motorcycle could be heard in the distance. Jade whispered, “Jinx,” as a dark black Harley with flames on the side turned down Angel’s long driveway. Jade waited until he parked the bike in front of the barn, and then with a soft cry, she was off the porch and running to him. Swinging a leg over the bike, Jinx opened his arms and caught his sister as she hurled herself at him. Holding her close, he gently ran a hand down her head. Finally, leaning back he said, “Let’s find your mate, sis.”
Smiling tremulously, Jade nodded and pulled him to where everyone waited. Angel stood at the top of the stairs drinking in the sight of her son. Dark hair, hard dark brown eyes, black cargo pants with various pockets to hide weapons, and a heavy, black leather coat. The hilt of his sword was just visible from the scabbard on his back. Jade watched as Jinx and Angel eyed each other. Finally, Angel turned and walked into the house with the team following. “We are going to a room in the basement where we talk strategies,” Jade told Jinx. “Angel is going to try to reach Trace.” Knowing his dislike for enclosed places she offered, “You can wait out here for now.”
Shaking his head, Jinx walked up the stairs and into the house, following the rest of the team. While the rest of the team claimed seats around the table, Jinx chose to stay by the open doorway, leaning against the doorjamb. Jade took a seat by Angel and waited to see what would happen. She had never actually taken part in a mission discussion before, and that was exactly what this was. It was a search and rescue mission for Trace.
“I am going to try and connect with Trace first,” Angel told them. “I know he was hunting his father in Colombia. Jaxson, pull up everything you can on a drug lord that goes by Philip Perez. He is who we need to find if we want to find Trace.”
Jade’s eyes widened at the news, but she kept quiet. She needed to let RARE do their magic and right now that meant no interruptions from her unless she had something helpful to add. Nico and Phoenix rose and went to flank Angel. Jade watched Angel close her eyes and grasp the arms of her chair tightly. Breathing slowly in and out, Angel sat for several