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Authors: Sheila Kell
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a strong-willed, independent woman who loved her brothers but didn’t want them interfering in her life.
If it hadn’t have been for her daughter Amber, she wouldn’t have agreed to a team at her home. She’d refused to go to the safe house. She’d told them to do their damn job and protect them where they lived.
That’s what they were going to do.
He looked around the room at his team. Even though there were chairs, the men preferred to stand, and today was no exception. He should just remove them to make more room. They could use it with the recent growth of the team. Huddled in groups, conversations ranged from arguments over the baseball game to replays of last night’s bar scene.
Jesse cleared his throat, and the room quieted. All eyes turned to him. Conversations forgotten. “As you know, someone recently tried to kill either myself or AJ’s partner, Kate Ross.”
The men nodded. After the shooting, they’d wanted to provide a protective detail for him, but he’d vetoed it. Brad and Matt went behind his back and sent a team to shadow him. He’d smiled and kept his mouth shut. He loved his brothers.
“Things have changed. Last night, I received a note on my car that says, “Because of you, I lost someone I love. Now you’re going to lose someone you love. Facilitator.”
“Since the note isn’t specific, we have to branch out in a couple directions,” Matt informed them. “Some of you will join the team watching Emily, Amber and Reagan.”
The room burst into laughter.
Catching his breath, Jamaal Lewis, an ex-deputy marshal, asked, “How’d that go over?”
Jesse grimaced. They knew Emily too well. “It went over as well as you can imagine.”
The laughter continued.
“Okay. Okay.” He waved his hands and his team immediately sobered. “For now, Reagan will stay with her.”
“Why isn’t she staying with you?” Steve Smith, an ex-FBI agent, asked. “We can cover both houses.”
The team loved Reagan. They treated her like she had ten extra uncles, and they spoiled her relentlessly. He knew they’d never let anything happen to her. She was too precious to all of them.
“Because we have someone else to protect. Someone who won’t want us. It’s not someone I love, but it’s a hunch I have that she’s the actual target. FBI Special Agent Kate Ross.”
After thinking through the note and the shooting, Jesse realized it had to be Kate the Facilitator thought he loved.
AJ raised his eyebrows. “What the fuck? She’s not going to agree with you on this.”
Jesse gave an exasperated sigh. How could he explain to her that he thought she was in danger even though the note said someone he loves? In his gut, he knew the note meant Kate.
“Well, I’ll have to find a way to convince her.”
“She already has an FBI detail. She doesn’t need H.I.S. protection, too.”
“Well, she’s getting it.”
“We’re not hiring you in to consult on this one.”
“I never asked you to. This is personal, AJ. We’re going to handle it no matter what the FBI does.”
“Okay, the women’s protection is set. Let’s get to the most important part. We need to find out who this guy calling himself Facilitator is and stop him.” Matt rubbed his leg.
Matt and Brad were identical twins at six-two and were solidly-built with the Hamilton standard issue broad chests, bulging muscles, jet black hair and trademark golden-brown eyes. They both sported noticeable broken noses as mementoes of their time growing up together.
AJ moved forward. “After Jesse called me last night, I made reviewing his old FBI cases a priority. I leave it to you to check his cases here.”
“I’m already on it. I also have copies of his FBI cases, too.”
“Dammit, Devon! I don’t want to hear that.”
Jesse saw several of the team’s chests shake as they tried to stifle their laughter. They liked AJ, but they liked poking fun at him even more. Not only was he the youngest brother and not part of
If it hadn’t have been for her daughter Amber, she wouldn’t have agreed to a team at her home. She’d refused to go to the safe house. She’d told them to do their damn job and protect them where they lived.
That’s what they were going to do.
He looked around the room at his team. Even though there were chairs, the men preferred to stand, and today was no exception. He should just remove them to make more room. They could use it with the recent growth of the team. Huddled in groups, conversations ranged from arguments over the baseball game to replays of last night’s bar scene.
Jesse cleared his throat, and the room quieted. All eyes turned to him. Conversations forgotten. “As you know, someone recently tried to kill either myself or AJ’s partner, Kate Ross.”
The men nodded. After the shooting, they’d wanted to provide a protective detail for him, but he’d vetoed it. Brad and Matt went behind his back and sent a team to shadow him. He’d smiled and kept his mouth shut. He loved his brothers.
“Things have changed. Last night, I received a note on my car that says, “Because of you, I lost someone I love. Now you’re going to lose someone you love. Facilitator.”
“Since the note isn’t specific, we have to branch out in a couple directions,” Matt informed them. “Some of you will join the team watching Emily, Amber and Reagan.”
The room burst into laughter.
Catching his breath, Jamaal Lewis, an ex-deputy marshal, asked, “How’d that go over?”
Jesse grimaced. They knew Emily too well. “It went over as well as you can imagine.”
The laughter continued.
“Okay. Okay.” He waved his hands and his team immediately sobered. “For now, Reagan will stay with her.”
“Why isn’t she staying with you?” Steve Smith, an ex-FBI agent, asked. “We can cover both houses.”
The team loved Reagan. They treated her like she had ten extra uncles, and they spoiled her relentlessly. He knew they’d never let anything happen to her. She was too precious to all of them.
“Because we have someone else to protect. Someone who won’t want us. It’s not someone I love, but it’s a hunch I have that she’s the actual target. FBI Special Agent Kate Ross.”
After thinking through the note and the shooting, Jesse realized it had to be Kate the Facilitator thought he loved.
AJ raised his eyebrows. “What the fuck? She’s not going to agree with you on this.”
Jesse gave an exasperated sigh. How could he explain to her that he thought she was in danger even though the note said someone he loves? In his gut, he knew the note meant Kate.
“Well, I’ll have to find a way to convince her.”
“She already has an FBI detail. She doesn’t need H.I.S. protection, too.”
“Well, she’s getting it.”
“We’re not hiring you in to consult on this one.”
“I never asked you to. This is personal, AJ. We’re going to handle it no matter what the FBI does.”
“Okay, the women’s protection is set. Let’s get to the most important part. We need to find out who this guy calling himself Facilitator is and stop him.” Matt rubbed his leg.
Matt and Brad were identical twins at six-two and were solidly-built with the Hamilton standard issue broad chests, bulging muscles, jet black hair and trademark golden-brown eyes. They both sported noticeable broken noses as mementoes of their time growing up together.
AJ moved forward. “After Jesse called me last night, I made reviewing his old FBI cases a priority. I leave it to you to check his cases here.”
“I’m already on it. I also have copies of his FBI cases, too.”
“Dammit, Devon! I don’t want to hear that.”
Jesse saw several of the team’s chests shake as they tried to stifle their laughter. They liked AJ, but they liked poking fun at him even more. Not only was he the youngest brother and not part of
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