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churned. He glanced at Hamilton. “You okay?”
    “As fine as I can be for getting us all in here.” He nodded at Wolfe. “And they only picked on you, bro. Guess they figured you were the biggest and ugliest of all.”
    “Probably just didn’t want to mar that pretty-boy face of yours. I think Beau has the hots for you.”
    Ham smiled. “You go right on telling yourself that.” He leaned in, helping Wolfe sit up until he could recline against the wall. “How’s the head now?”
    “Remember that bar in London?”
    The man winced. “That bad, huh?”
    “Worse. And I didn’t even get to kiss the girl first this time.” He motioned to the door. “How secure are we?”
    Gunner laughed. “Ham’s been itching to bust us out since they dumped us in here.”
    Wolfe raised a brow, cursing when the small motion arced a stab of pain across his temple. Fuck, he’d give those two bastards twice the beating when he saw them again. “Any reason we’re still in here then?” He winked at Hamilton. “You losing your touch, buddy?”
    “Not fucking likely. Gunner wants to observe the men for a while. See if they reveal anything useful while they think we’re helpless.” He looked at the door. “The door, itself, is pretty damn strong. Given a bit of time, I can probably jimmy the hinges. But it won’t be quiet.”
    “So we’re stuck here.”
    Gunner swatted his leg. “Call it research. Or motivation if you prefer. Every minute we sit here watching those assholes transport women in and out is another reason we won’t feel guilty when we thump them over the head and steal their truck.”
    Wolfe frowned, remembering the pained look on the woman’s face behind the bars. “Are they all broken like that one we saw?”
    “Seems like it. We’ve tried getting them to talk, but other than one of them telling us to shut the fuck up she was trying to sleep, it’s been silent.”
    Wolfe raised a brow. “That your girl with the potty mouth, Ham?”
    “She’s not my girl.”
    “You sure seemed upset about having to hand her over.”
    “They were going to rape her. I’d be upset for any woman under those circumstances.”
    “That’s not what I meant, and you know it. This arrangement doesn’t sit well with any of us, but it wasn’t just disgust on your face when you confronted Beau.” He chuckled. “Shit, I thought you were going to take them all on even with the snipers on the roof. And don’t think I didn’t see the way you looked at her.” He smiled. “Haven’t seen you look at a girl that way in a long time. Hell, none of us have.”
    Ham sighed. “She’s not like the others here.”
    “How’s that?”
    “First, she fought the entire way. Downed both men before I had a chance to even think about stepping in. Reminded me a bit of Emersyn, only different somehow. If it hadn’t been for the damn zombies, she might have gotten away.”
    Wolfe scowled. “Somehow I don’t think she would have gotten far. That attack was staged. I checked out those back fences myself the other night. No way infected were getting over the barbed wire at the top—not the way it overhung. I’m betting Beau opened a section to see how we’d react. Man’s been suspicious of us since the start.”
    Ham huffed. “If you both suspected the bastard was going to set us up, you could have let me in on it.”
    Gunner chuckled. “It was more realistic this way. Though neither of us considered there might be innocent people at risk. We figured he’d try something with just his men around. Never counted on the girl.”
    “She would have been long gone if she hadn’t put up a struggle.” Ham laughed. “And I’m betting it started long before they got her outside.”
    Wolfe nudged him. “Think she might be willing to come back to the compound with us? We could use another spitfire.”
    “After the kind of reception she’s had here?” Hamilton sighed. “I’m thinking none of the women in here will trust men for a