That was insane to her. This was the wildest group of badasses they knew.
“You absolutely can do that.”
Zayn was in agreement.
Only, Remington and Boone were not.
“We have to figure out what’s going on,” Remmy admitted. “BlackStoneis a problem. I’ll do it on my own,” he stated. “I can call some sources, and see what they have on the group.”
That they were.
“I appreciate that, Remmy, but we’ll wait on Maura’s decision, and if it’s too dangerous, we’ll pass. I’ll cover for you guys with Gabe and Axelle.”
Gene didn’t like that.
“They’ll bust your balls down to field agent,” he said. “Axelle marked this priority one because it came in from the CIA.”
She shrugged.
“Then, I’m a field agent. If they won’t do it, I’m not forcing The Hunters. I trust them. If they say it’s too dangerous, I’ll find another way to makeThe BlackStone Grouppay for killing Marines and British soldiers.”
This was Maura’s team.
Period.
Elizabeth wouldn’t hold her at gunpoint. When Dakota didn’t want to run it anymore, he passed it off to her. She had to make the choice.
“I don’t think I can do it,” she said. “I’m sorry.”
Instead of saying anything else, she got up and walked out to head to her room.
And everyone sat staring.
“Well, that wasNOTwhat I was expecting,” Elizabeth admitted.
Jagger either.
Something was up.
For Maura not to want to take a case, there had to be a reason, and now, it was his job to figure out what.
Yeah, he didn’t want to tangle withBlackStoneeither, but he would, if need be.
It was their job.
Something was off.
Because that wasn’t Major behavior.
That was a civilian response to her core, and suspicious as hell.
Chapter Four
The Woods
Twenty Miles
From NOLA
