Page 35 of Cord SEAL


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“Fuck that Lo, no more waiting around, these fuckers aren’t waiting. He had his fucking hands around her throat.” The memory of it made me seethe. That was not supposed to fucking happen, not on my watch. I should’ve peeled the skin from his fucking body and staked him out in the sun.

“He put hands on what’s mine and some son of a bitch is right this minute sitting around somewhere waiting for the phone call telling him that she’s done. That’s the fucker I want, I want that motherfucker’s blood in my teeth. Enough of this back and forth bullshit with their fucking lackeys that’s it.”

My voice rose with each syllable but I didn’t give a fuck. If I could, I would walk into the desert and end this fuck with my bare hands, then head to Washington and finish off the deceitful fucks who hid behind their diplomacy there.

“Aw damn, that boy done popped his leash.” I ignored Tyler’s ass. I’m pretty sure they all felt the same, but because we’d been trained to obey orders we were trying to do things the way the old man would’ve wanted, especially with the people who were involved. But I’m thinking they gave up their rights to any consideration from us when they started this. Fuck them.

No one said anything for the longest but I knew it wouldn’t end there. I knew Logan well enough to know how his head works. What he should know and understand, was that the second they went after her, the game would change.

“You think we don’t all want the same thing? You think I haven’t thought of heading down to that base and blowing the fuck away? But we still don’t know everything. Until we have all the info we hold the line. We’ve already started. Just yesterday we were making strides. Let’s get what we need before we go in blind or we’re all fucked.”

I heard every word coming out of his mouth, but I was done. It’s all I could do since we got back from Law’s a few weeks ago not to go Rambo on their asses. Seeing her in that fucking flesh book had upped the stakes big time, but this, this shit said they didn’t give a fuck and for some fucked up reason they thought we did. And so far we’ve been letting them get away with it.

Either they had no idea what we really were, which because of the secrecy surrounding our missions could be true. Or they thought they had the clout to back their plays. Either way they were about to see what I’m really made of.

“I’m beginning to think Lyon has the right idea.” He didn’t want to wait around with his thumb up his ass either. It hadn’t been confirmed but we all pretty much knew he’d offed the Porters’ son for fucking with his woman. I for one wouldn’t be too broken up if he offed the rest of the family since they all seemed to be twisted fucks.

“Don’t let’s all go crazy now.” I didn’t think that I could possibly find humor in anything in this situation, but Lo’s reaction to Lyon is downright hilarious. Our fearless leader for all his bravado is a by the book tyrant. Someone like Lyon who sincerely doesn’t give a fuck and seems more like a throwback to the Wild West than a Hell’s Angel, was a bit much for him to handle. Though it was obvious he had lots of respect for the other man.

“You said they were from out of town, where exactly?” I needed that string to tug on to see if maybe I could learn exactly who gave the order for this particular job. Either they knew she was mine and was coming at me, or they knew she was the old man’s kid. It was obvious from the way the asshole had been throttling her that they had been there to kill, so it wasn’t a snatch and run for their other sick fucking purposes.

“Virginia.” Quinn dropped the word into the silence.

“Langley?” My gut gave a lurch at the unconfirmed thought. Because of who we were and the shit we’d seen and done while in service to our country, I knew the fucking spooks were dirtier than half the leaders of most third world countries, and those fucks are entrenched in filth.

Behind, beneath and beyond every drug trafficking, human trafficking ring, and some of your more high collar crimes, the fucking spooks could be found lurking. “We don’t know that for sure and we haven’t had time to check it out as yet, but I wouldn’t be surprised.” Con sounded way too cool so I knew he was about to pop his leash any minute now too.

“If the fucking spooks are part of this, which I’m pretty sure we all knew was coming, then we’d better up our fucking game.” I think subconsciously we all knew that an operation this big, with all these pockets, had to have something like the agency behind it. Especially since it would appear that some very high-ranking military personnel were involved.

It was the only thing that made sense. The shit had been going on for years and no one had ever heard so much as a whisper about it. The more we uncovered the more shit we stepped in. But Lo was right, there were still a lot of unanswered questions, and we all know those can lead to a shitload of problems.

So far the enemy seemed to have all the answers, while we were walking blind. I don’t like those odds. “Why the fuck are they scraping the bottom of the barrel? Don’t they have enough enlisted men to do their dirty work without hiring ex-cons?”

“We sure those IDs are legit Quinn?”

“Yep, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be a cover. I’ll know more once I do a deep search.”

“Mancini. Somehow I think he might be able to get us those answers.” Logan folded his arms and looked back towards the water where Ty and I had left the bodies.

“I’ll get the prints off the IDs, did you toss the bodies Cord?”

“Yeah, they weren’t carrying anything else on them, which now that I think of it is passing strange. Who the fuck goes to do a job with their ID on them?”

“Not unless they’re fuck stupid. I’m done this is it. They keep coming after our women for some fucked up reason. Why not us? No one has made a move against us so far. So I gotta wonder just what the fuck is going on here anyway.”

Zak it seems had come to the same realization I had. We’d looked into the old man, had even started looking back at some of our old Ops. We’ve never harmed women or children so if the Fox was the one running this show, he could not be after us because we’d hurt one of his or some fuck.

If the man we’d come to know was out for blood, he would’ve come after us on his turf. But then again how well can you really know a cowardly fuck that hides behind his people?

“So you’re saying the one common denominator here is the girls. Why?”

“I don’t get it either Dev, it makes no sense. How could they know we were gonna come here and settle down? How could they know Susie was gonna be mine? She was in that book long before we met.”

“Yes, but she was the only one of ours that was in there. They never came after Dani and Gaby until after they hooked up with us.”

“That’s true Connor, and Khalil went after Vanessa when she was in the service, but only after her and I had hooked up.”

“Don’t forget Law’s and Creed’s, and now we know they went after Khalil as well.” Logan reminded us of something we’d overlooked.

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