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“If she cared she’d have been there tonight.”
“Cord, you can’t blame her for having a life.”
“I give a fuck about her life. I want some answers. I’m tired of feeling like a puppet on a fucking string, dancing to the beat of someone else’s drum. Since we settled here shit has been fucked up. Now this, this shit has crossed the fucking line once too often. I’m gonna do what I gotta do to keep her safe, no one is getting near her again, I’ll level this fuck first.”
I guess he knew I’d reached my limit because all I got was the ‘look’. My brothers and I have the utmost respect for one another, especially Lo. He led our Ops when we were deployed and never once led us wrong.
Since coming home for the last time things had stayed pretty much the same, why mess with a good thing right? But we each had our own minds and could face whatever came on our own if need be. We liked the familiar feel of our little group; it works for us. But I have no problem what-so-fucking-ever breaking rank for her.
“I know one thing, if what you’re thinking is right, and it’s really the women they’re after, then we’ve got to take them all out because they’ll never stop. Not if Khalil is running the show.”
“I’m with Dev on that. We’ve got four pregnant women and a baby to take care of. If our women are being targeted it doesn’t matter the reason. We know enough to move I say we move.” That’s the most sensible thing I’ve heard all night, trust it to be Con saying it. Ty hadn’t said much of anything still, and Zak and Quinn were still playing with their gadgets.
“Fine, but we still can’t go up against these fucks with our dicks in our hands. We need information and we can’t go through our usual channels because we don’t know who the fuck to trust except for the men in this room.” I should’ve known it wouldn’t take long for Logan to come around.
“Yeah, but now we have someone else that can get it for us and him we’ve all agreed we can trust.” Quinn waved his phone and we all knew whom he was talking about.
“Call him.” Lo gave the order and Quinn fired up the secure SAT phone. Mancini answered on the second ring. “Don’t you boys sleep? It’s like three in the morning over there.”
“You stateside?”
“Who wants to know?”
“Always the hardass, look we have a situation here. They went after Cord’s girl tonight. We got two names, supposed to be ex-cons but that’s looking kinda fishy.”
“You got prints, faces?”
“Both.”
“Send them through to this number I’ll call you back in five.” He rattled off a number and hung up.
“We wait.” I checked my watch. Three hours since this whole thing started. I wonder how my Gem is doing? Is she still scared? Shit, I didn’t tell her we were leaving the yard. I went to the window and looked up and over to my place.
Everything looked quiet over there so I guess she was okay. She’d know that I was trying to take care of shit, she’d understand. That didn’t make me feel any better about leaving her so soon after she’d had a scare.
The phone rang three minutes later. I grabbed it before anyone else could. “What you got?”
“Go to video.” I switched from audio and his face came on the screen. Who the fuck is dressed in formal wear at three in the fucking morning?
“You got this off the guys that came after your girl?”
“Yeah why?”
“And you’re sure these were the only prints on there?” I looked at Quinn for confirmation. “Yeah.”
“Oh shit. I was gonna put this off for another few days but it looks like I’m gonna have to make that trip sooner. I’ll be there in the morning, make that the next few hours since it’s already morning there.”
“Why what’s going on, who are they?”
“Special detail for the one you call the fuck up. He inherited them when he got voted out of sixteen hundred Pennsylvania.”
The room went dead quiet as we took it in. “What about the fake IDs, who are they?”
“They’ll be dead by now, I doubt they have anything to do with this. They were chosen because of who they were and because they were dispensable. You’re gonna need to call Masters and Summers in on this one. You boys gave them an assignment didn’t you?”
“How the fuck do you know that Mancini?” The fucker smirked, twisted fuck. “I know lots of things. Make the call, I’ll be there soon.” The screen went dark and he was gone.
“Well at least now we know who’s running things on this end. I wonder who made the first move, him or the Fox?”
