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I put in a few calls to make sure he, and his family was okay in their new home a thousand miles away from my kid. Tomorrow, I’ll see about some kind of protection for the little shit just in case. I have to come up with a story for my wife, she and Caitiebear are close and I’m sure our daughter is going to tell her about that little missive.

Kat’s already on high alert. I don’t kid myself that she doesn’t know something is up, she knows me. All my putting her off isn’t fooling her ass one bit, but as always I strive to shield her from life and its fuck-ups.

I headed back to our bedroom where she was sitting up with one of her magazines. Probably some shit about redoing the house again or some fuck. Anything to make my ass nuts.

I was spared the inquisition by our son’s fussing in the crib she’d brought into our room. Since it was my turn to walk the floors, I told her pregnant ass to go to sleep. Not like I expected her to listen, but at least I tried.

I picked Cody up and changed his diaper before heading down to get one of his bottles of expressed milk. I must be out of my mind to want to go through this shit again, fucking late night feedings.

Before you know it, Kat and her damn kids are gonna overrun my ass. Three girls, every time I think about it, I break out in a cold sweat. Elena says it’s payback. Like I did some shit to her as a kid that I needed to pay for. Meddling fuck.

Kat’s been giving Mengele looks lately, as if she’s trying to see into her head. Probably thinks she can get a head start on this new batch she’s carrying. Good luck with that.

By the time Cody stopped his screaming fit the house was quiet. I made the rounds, looking in on all of them, making doubly sure the place was secure, before going up to bed. She was waiting up for me. Fuck!

“What’s the matter, the babies keeping you up?” I climbed into bed and hauled her into my arms. It’s the only time I feel whole, when I’m holding her like this. I forgot a long time ago what it was like before I found her. “No, they’re fine. It’s Caitie. I know she told you about the email, what’s that about?”

“I’m not sure but I’m gonna find out. You know what I’m gonna say, nothing for you to worry about, just put it out of your mind.” I knew there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell that that was gonna happen, so I did the only thing I knew would take her mind off of it.

I rolled her to her back, covered her lips with mine and slid into her still wet snatch. For the next half an hour she was too busy to think about shit. And by the time I pulled out of her, she was out like a light. Thank fuck.

***

The next morning, I had to go in to the shop. I still had a lot of back log from the holidays and there was no time to spare. I took my kids to school myself so I could have more time with my daughter, make sure she was okay. I didn’t want to worry her, so I played that shit down, but with the understanding that she was not to interact with anyone she didn’t know on the Internet. I hate that fucking thing like poison.

Mancini and I hadn’t had any luck tracing the email back to the source, but we both agreed it was a Trojan horse. I’d kept my cool for my wife and kid, but underneath that calm facade I was steaming.

I’d promised the SEALs that I’d try to hold off until they got their shit sorted out, but this shit was too close for comfort. No way was I waiting around for these fucks to strike again.

I watched them walk into the building and saw their detail pull in behind me before turning around and heading for work.

The first thing I did after I’d made a dent in our workload, was call a meet between my usual crew, the ones who knew just a little more about who I am than most. This shit could come back on them too if anyone went digging. So far these fucks were only after me, but who’s to say how long that would last.

“They sent a message to my kid last night.” I let that settle in and calmed down the furor that arose. I held my hand up for quiet. “You know I told you those boys asked us to stay put until they can get in front of this thing, but it goes without saying, this shit changes things. I’m heading for the desert by nightfall. Who’s in?”

“You have to ask? How’s Caitie?” Jared stood by my side as always, ready to go to war. And as much as I would love to go it alone, I knew they’d never let that happen. “She’s gonna be okay, a little shaken up but I took care of it. You should know I did a run on the Porters. I have their whereabouts as we speak. I have no problem coming back and helping these boys do what they have to, but I’m putting an end to my part of this deal now.”

“We shoulda taken them out since the night we left Law’s place. When are we heading out?” Tommy was another who I knew I could count on. In the room were all the men who had ridden into the desert with me that long ago night. No one had ever mentioned it. It was just something we’d done, the same as we’ve done for others in need before and since.

I was about to answer when my phone rang. I walked away to answer thinking it was probably Kat or one of the kids calling to let me know they’d made it home from school, but I picked up my stride when I saw the number on the readout. My blood was already up, it would only take one more thing to make me lose my shit completely, and seeing the man I’d left to look over my wife and kids calling could be just that thing.

“Boss, we’ve got trouble.”

“What kinda trouble Max?” I whistled for Jared, Tommy and the others as I headed for my ride. They didn’t ask any questions, just ran to their rides to follow. “Three men just showed up here posing as Children’s Services.”

“Where are my wife and kids?” I knew to stay cool until I got the whole story.

“Everyone’s safe, they don’t even know they were here. Kat’s upstairs with Cody and the others were in the basement taking their defense classes.” I eased my grip on the bars and breathed. “Tell me.”

“They weren’t expecting us, so it’s a toss up whether or not they were watching the place or not. When I answered the door there was a look of surprise. Then they tried selling me their spiel but when I asked more questions than they could answer they left.”

“Which direction were they headed in?”

“Josh slipped a tracker under the wheel well, they’re headed out towards DuPont.”

“Make, model and license number.” He gave me the info I needed as I changed tack and headed in the opposite direction away from home.

“I can give you blow by blow directions if you wanna follow. I have them on my screen as we speak.”

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