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“Sienna.” I tasted her name, but my mind was immediately fried as she lifted onto her toes, reaching her petite frame toward my lips.

My mouth brushed against hers and she moaned as she pressed herself against me with a wild desperation. It felt as if someone had plugged a hundred watts straight into my chest.

“Ah, you’re finally here.” My oldest brother’s voice washed over me like ice water poured on a hot body, yanking me out of the memory.

“I asked for the man, so of course I’m here,” I said, agitated at myself for thinking about that stupid first kiss with Sienna.

“Who is he?” asked Aiden.

I didn’t have to answer because Kyran did, appearing out of thin air behind us. “It’s one of the men who assisted in Sienna’s kidnapping.”

Aiden’s brows furrowed. “Who the fuck is Sienna?”

“She’s a… friend,” I answered reluctantly. I hated sharing anything about her with my family. If they learned about her betrayal, I worried that our rule of “no hurting women” might not extend to her.

“He’s obsessed with the girl,” Kyran muttered.

Aiden stiffened. “A girl?”

“She’s hardly a girl,” I grumbled. “She’s twenty-five years old now.”

My twin lifted his hands as if in surrender. “Don’t get all defensive. You called her a girl so…”

“That was five fucking years ago, Kyran.”

“Okay, okay. Don’t get all cranky on me.”

“You’re the cranky one,” I retorted wryly. “Don’t be jealous that⁠—”

“Okay, you two, don’t even start your bickering,” Aiden cut in. “Now, explain this kidnapping. When did it happen? How was I not aware?”

“It was five years ago,” I said, entering the basement where a man already awaited his execution. We wouldn’t do the deed here, though. We had a special, soundproof room for that, equipped with all kinds of torture devices that would make the torturers of the Middle Ages proud. “I’m working on finishing my list.”

Aiden and Kyran entered behind me.

“What list?” Aiden asked.

“Our brother made a list of names that involved every person who had a hand in Sienna’s kidnapping. He obviously had to pause his Dexter vigilante activity for a while, but he’s back at it now even though he doesn’t even know where the girl is.”

“I’ll find her,” I deadpanned.

I stopped in front of the man who stared at me with frantic eyes. He was chained to the heater with handcuffs. His mouth was taped shut so he wouldn’t cause unnecessary noise.

I had no intention of removing his tape. There wasn’t much to talk about at this point.

“Shouldn’t we let the girl’s family handle this?” Aiden asked. “After all, they’ll want to avenge her.”

I shook my head. “The Baldwins aren’t into getting their hands dirty.”

“Kristoff Baldwin?” Aiden asked. “The one who owns the Baldwin Enterprise?”

“One and the same.”

“His daughter was kidnapped?” I nodded. “I thought he steered clear of criminal organizations.”

“He does,” I answered.

I often wondered what put Sienna on the Marabella traffickers’ radar. It wasn’t until I was behind bars that I learned it was tied to Kristoff’s cousin. Sophie Baldwin had some fucked-up love triangle going on.