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studying my case files?” Bo’s wide awestruck gaze morphed to pissed.
The Captain turned to the men, his face blank. The man was a machine. Able to shut off his emotions, if he had any, in a split second. Another reason their commander was the best interrogator in the military. “Sheriff.”
“Who are you?”
Their commander walked across the room, held out his hand. “Captain Mack Grey.”
“I would introduce myself, but I get the feeling you already know me. Especially seeing as how you got my private case files.” Bo didn’t extend a hand in return.
“Why are you in my compound?” Grey’s eyes shifted to Ranger and Hunter.
Ranger found himself explaining, or trying to. “He followed us out here.”
“I see. And why would the Sheriff be following you?”
Because he was a bastard. “I am trying to find that out myself.”
“Look, Captain, I’m sure you’re used to running your own show, without checking in. And I’m sure you usually get what you want. But this is my town. Not D.C. Not a third-world country. And if you want to run ops here, you go through me first,” Bo said.
Cpt. Grey showed as much emotion as a broken grandfather clock. Hunter sighed, crossed his arms and propped a hip against the center table. Ranger barely banked the need to slam Bo into the wall. Fuck all. Today was turning into a disaster.
If Santos got to Amy’s house before Ranger or Bo, she was dead. Or worse.
“We don’t have to tell you shit. This is above your security clearance.” Ranger said.
“You don’t want to tell me? Fine.” Bo shrugged his shoulders, the tan cop uniform pulling tight, his star gleamed in the fluorescent lighting. “I’ll just call in my deputies. Looks like I may have found a drug smuggling operation. It could take us weeks to comb through all this stuff. Hell, I know my tech guy will take at least a month to go through the computers.”
Ranger took a step toward Bo, every intention of wrapping his hand around the man’s neck. He’d killed before. More times than he could actually recall, adding another body to his list of sins wouldn’t bother him in the least. Him and the devil were brothers.
“Stop.” Cpt. Grey gave the command and Ranger froze.
“Good call.” Bo smiled and Ranger barely kept from driving a fist into the man’s face. Again.
“You served under General Blackstone. Four years in counter-intelligence.” Grey said.
Bo’s smile disappeared and his face hardened. “Yes.”
“You were on SEAL Team Reaper.” Grey didn’t move anything except his lips. The man’s expression might as well be granite.
“So.” Bo bit out, his demeanor had gone from gleeful to deadly in less than a second. Ranger had heard of team Reaper They were a legend. Nearly the entire team had been taken out on a mission because one of their own turned traitor.
“You are the only one to survive. You were betrayed by one of your own men.” Grey continued like he was talking about the weather.
“What is your fucking point old man.” Bo bit out, the veins that stood out on his neck throbbed. Pulsed.
“You should understand, better than anyone, why we would be hesitant to let an outsider in. Especially one with your background. You were forcibly detained at Walter Reed for a year before you got right.”
Bo blanched, his red face faded to pale. Ranger felt the first small measure of sympathy for the sheriff. He’d lost his entire team. Ranger had lost one man and barely dealt with the guilt. How Bo managed to not lose his mind was a measure of his strength. Conviction.
“How do you know that?”
“I know everything. Just like I know the military is forming a second Team Reaper right now.”
“I would know if that happened. General Blackstone would tell me.” Bo bit out.
“Sure. I guess that is why you’re still hiding in Mercy instead of training at Coronado,” Grey said.
Bo took a step, closed the gap between him and the commander, surprising Ranger. The
The Captain turned to the men, his face blank. The man was a machine. Able to shut off his emotions, if he had any, in a split second. Another reason their commander was the best interrogator in the military. “Sheriff.”
“Who are you?”
Their commander walked across the room, held out his hand. “Captain Mack Grey.”
“I would introduce myself, but I get the feeling you already know me. Especially seeing as how you got my private case files.” Bo didn’t extend a hand in return.
“Why are you in my compound?” Grey’s eyes shifted to Ranger and Hunter.
Ranger found himself explaining, or trying to. “He followed us out here.”
“I see. And why would the Sheriff be following you?”
Because he was a bastard. “I am trying to find that out myself.”
“Look, Captain, I’m sure you’re used to running your own show, without checking in. And I’m sure you usually get what you want. But this is my town. Not D.C. Not a third-world country. And if you want to run ops here, you go through me first,” Bo said.
Cpt. Grey showed as much emotion as a broken grandfather clock. Hunter sighed, crossed his arms and propped a hip against the center table. Ranger barely banked the need to slam Bo into the wall. Fuck all. Today was turning into a disaster.
If Santos got to Amy’s house before Ranger or Bo, she was dead. Or worse.
“We don’t have to tell you shit. This is above your security clearance.” Ranger said.
“You don’t want to tell me? Fine.” Bo shrugged his shoulders, the tan cop uniform pulling tight, his star gleamed in the fluorescent lighting. “I’ll just call in my deputies. Looks like I may have found a drug smuggling operation. It could take us weeks to comb through all this stuff. Hell, I know my tech guy will take at least a month to go through the computers.”
Ranger took a step toward Bo, every intention of wrapping his hand around the man’s neck. He’d killed before. More times than he could actually recall, adding another body to his list of sins wouldn’t bother him in the least. Him and the devil were brothers.
“Stop.” Cpt. Grey gave the command and Ranger froze.
“Good call.” Bo smiled and Ranger barely kept from driving a fist into the man’s face. Again.
“You served under General Blackstone. Four years in counter-intelligence.” Grey said.
Bo’s smile disappeared and his face hardened. “Yes.”
“You were on SEAL Team Reaper.” Grey didn’t move anything except his lips. The man’s expression might as well be granite.
“So.” Bo bit out, his demeanor had gone from gleeful to deadly in less than a second. Ranger had heard of team Reaper They were a legend. Nearly the entire team had been taken out on a mission because one of their own turned traitor.
“You are the only one to survive. You were betrayed by one of your own men.” Grey continued like he was talking about the weather.
“What is your fucking point old man.” Bo bit out, the veins that stood out on his neck throbbed. Pulsed.
“You should understand, better than anyone, why we would be hesitant to let an outsider in. Especially one with your background. You were forcibly detained at Walter Reed for a year before you got right.”
Bo blanched, his red face faded to pale. Ranger felt the first small measure of sympathy for the sheriff. He’d lost his entire team. Ranger had lost one man and barely dealt with the guilt. How Bo managed to not lose his mind was a measure of his strength. Conviction.
“How do you know that?”
“I know everything. Just like I know the military is forming a second Team Reaper right now.”
“I would know if that happened. General Blackstone would tell me.” Bo bit out.
“Sure. I guess that is why you’re still hiding in Mercy instead of training at Coronado,” Grey said.
Bo took a step, closed the gap between him and the commander, surprising Ranger. The
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