“Yes.”
“Oh.”
“Savvy, I’m trained for those assignments. I know what I’m doing.”
I nod. We finish our lunch in silence as I think about him in danger. He has always known what to do to get us out of each situation. Except he did get shot.
“I’m not a monster,” he says. “But I’m not going to cry when bad guys die.”
I place my hand over his on the table. “I never said you were a monster. I’m sorry you have had to do some of the things you’ve done. It must be hard.”
“Sometimes it was. But I’m okay.”
“How’s your wound?”
“Healing. It’s good.”
A loud pounding on the front door causes me to jump.
“You expecting someone?” I ask.
“No.” He glances at the back door. “Go upstairs.”
“Okay.”
I run up the stairs and into the bathroom, but I keep the door open to listen.
The front door creaks open.
“Why the hell are you pounding? I thought you might be Bob.”
“You really think he would announce his arrival?”
I recognize Durango’s voice and know it’s safe. I join them in the living room.
“Sorry to stop by unannounced,” he says. “But I finally got more information on Bennett’s boss.”
“You could have called,” Hunter says.
“No, we need to talk about this.” Durango steps over to the couch and sits down. He pulls something out of his jacket and hands them to Hunter. “Once Myers gave me a full name, I asked Trip to get some more information.”
Hunter unfolds what appears to be a stack of papers.
“I was at the office when Trip sent this. I thought it would be better to show you in person.”
I step up, trying to get a look at what Hunter is holding.
“This guy isn’t just Bennett’s boss; it’s Bennett’s cousin.”
“Myers has to know this,” Hunter says.
“His cousin? Bennett won’t run away from him. He’ll run to him. Both of them will be searching for me,” I say.
If Marco’s half as twisted as his cousin, I’ve got real problems.
Maybe this is what Myers wanted all along, to use me as bait again.
“We need to get far from here,” I say.
