“We’ll soon find out!”
“Yup!”
Levi.
We’d changed the teams up for tonight. Madi was with Jack and Phil, and I was following Callie and Sunny—and we had Freddie with us.
“Will Madi be okay with them?” I demanded for about the tenth time.
“Jack is a seasoned investigator. At the first sign of danger, he’ll get Madi out,” Callie assured me.
“Asshole wasn’t too worried about me,” I retorted.
Callie sent me an incredulous glance. “Levi, you’re over six feet, and while not as built as Sunny, I know you’ve got muscles.”
“Hey, I’m cut!” I glowered at Sunny as he laughed uproariously. “Take a look at these abs!” Proudly, I lifted my top and flexed.
Callie’s eyes looked down, and she nodded. “Very nice. I bet Madi loves them.”
“Thank fuck Shee, Celt, and Diesel ain’t here. I can only handle one of these idiots at a time,” Sunny grumbled.
“Hey, thank your lucky stars the Holy Terrors ain’t here,” I shot back and grinned evilly as Sunny turned horrified. “What’s the bet I can arrange a visit to Uncle Sunny for them? Especially Kit, Finn, and Brax. Of course, Rooster and Kenny would probably appreciate a break.”
Callie looked terrified, which amused me. “No,” she whispered.
“Hey, they’d even throw in Troy for good measure,” I added.
“They killed Kenny!” Callie whispered and shook herself. She turned big eyes on me. “Please don’t call them. I can’t imagine the Holy Terrors on an investigation.”
“If Sunny doesn’t say I’m cut, I’m calling Rooster,” I stated.
“Sunny, fucking admit that Levi is cut,” Callie shrieked. Damn, Callie was seriously terrified of the boys. With good reason, I silently admitted.
I bit back a laugh as Sunny’s face set, and he folded his arms. Sunny was going to dig his heels in.
“Rooster can’t send them; they’re at school,” Sunny stated, and I grinned.
“Yeah, but you’re filming during school vacations so Rooster can fly them out then!”
“Sunny! Admit it! They blew Kenny up, and they love her. They also put hair removal cream in her shampoo!” Callie freaked.
Behind the camera, Freddie laughed, and I guessed this would make the programme.
“Let’s put this into perspective. The kids were blowing up a decrepit barn. Kenny just found them and got caught in the crossfire. And as for going bald, that was Brax paying his brothers back for exploding Kenny. It was bad luck that Kenny used their shampoo,” Sunny said with a glare at me.
“And the time Troy drew a dick on Bear’s head in permanent marker?” Callie shrieked.
“Bear had pissed Troy off,” Sunny retorted.
“What about when we piss them off?” Callie cried.
“Shit, woman, you’re more scared of the Holy Terrors than what you encountered last night,” Sunny said incredulously.
“Too damn right, I’m too young to die,” Callie wailed, and Sunny chuckled and hauled her in close. He dropped a kiss on her nose and smiled.
“Babe, I’ll always protect you, even from my terrorist nephews,” Sunny promised.
“Gross! Mushy stuff,” I choked out, and Sunny flipped me the finger.
