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anything. The sounds of the street came back into focus. People walked on the other side. A taxi idled as passengers got out a few doors down.
Hunter almost hated to ask, but he had to. “What video?”
“The one we have set up in that safe house of ours. The one you’re using without official permission.” Fisher suddenly seemed a lot less brooding. “See, we like to make sure people aren’t breaking into our safe houses when we’re not there.”
Seth didn’t even try to hide his smile now. “Or having sex in them. Unless it’s one of us, of course. That would be fine. For the record, seeing you naked and climbing all over a known terrorist was not fine.”
Hunter wasn’t a prude, but Jesus. A guy should be able to get some privacy.
“You watched.” He didn’t ask it as a question because he knew. Seth’s and Fisher’s expressions said they knew exactly what had happened earlier against that wall.
This time Seth smacked Hunter’s shoulder. “It was impressive how fast you got your pants off, but we did turn off the monitor after that.”
It took all of the control Hunter had not to reach for his gun. But he did take a threatening step forward. “I’m going to kill you.”
“Whoa.” Fisher held up a hand and stepped between them. “Bad idea, since Seth is now your contact. There’s a Pentasus task force that consists of the three of us and Zach. Trust me, Hunter, you need Seth.”
The news pushed Hunter too far. His temper exploded. He could feel the heat storm through his body and his hands reflexively ball into fists. “Absolutely not.”
Seth flattened his palm over his heart and winced. “That actually hurts a little.”
“Bottom line.” Fisher talked right over the sarcasm. “Will knows what Zach looks like. What I look like. He hasn’t seen Seth and there’s no indication we have a breach regarding Seth’s cover or real name. So, he’s your only option for bringing Will in. And, for the record, we will bring him in.”
Wrong.
Hunter had already worked this out and his plan did not include anyone from the CIA. He’d made this mess and endangered his job. He didn’t need anyone else coming in and making things even worse. “My plan is to get Will to cooperate…Damn, Fisher, why are you shaking your head now?”
“Your plan is out. Someone tried to kill Will—”
“How do you know that?” But Hunter knew. That meant they’d been following them since at least the club.
Seth held up his phone. The display showed a still image of the bodies littering the club floor. “We tracked you from the carnage. Also cleaned up your mess, so you’re welcome.”
“No one asked you to.”
Seth winced again. “So that there’s no surprise. We do have ears in the safe house, too.”
“You might want to keep that in mind before you break out the condoms for round two.”
Hunter was ten seconds away from banging their heads against the wall. “Shut it all off.”
Fisher kept right on talking. “Also, we think it’s possible Peter is alive and trying to solidify power and get the business functioning again. We’re still tracking that option.”
“Or, we have an outside player trying to make an example out of Will, show that the Rivers family is gone and there’s a new leader,” Seth said. “Either way, Will is our ticket to getting more information, which is the only reason he’s not being interrogated right now.”
All the pieces clicked together in Hunter’s head. Fisher and his team had let him do the hard work of finding Will and now they swooped in, wanting to put Will right in the line of fire. “You mean he’s a target.”
“I mean he’s the one we use to draw out the person thinking of taking over Pentasus—Peter or whoever that is.”
Hunter listened to Fisher’s theory and knew it made sense. On a protocol and strategic level, sure. But Hunter still refused to believe it was the right option. “You’re going to get him killed.”
Fisher didn’t
Hunter almost hated to ask, but he had to. “What video?”
“The one we have set up in that safe house of ours. The one you’re using without official permission.” Fisher suddenly seemed a lot less brooding. “See, we like to make sure people aren’t breaking into our safe houses when we’re not there.”
Seth didn’t even try to hide his smile now. “Or having sex in them. Unless it’s one of us, of course. That would be fine. For the record, seeing you naked and climbing all over a known terrorist was not fine.”
Hunter wasn’t a prude, but Jesus. A guy should be able to get some privacy.
“You watched.” He didn’t ask it as a question because he knew. Seth’s and Fisher’s expressions said they knew exactly what had happened earlier against that wall.
This time Seth smacked Hunter’s shoulder. “It was impressive how fast you got your pants off, but we did turn off the monitor after that.”
It took all of the control Hunter had not to reach for his gun. But he did take a threatening step forward. “I’m going to kill you.”
“Whoa.” Fisher held up a hand and stepped between them. “Bad idea, since Seth is now your contact. There’s a Pentasus task force that consists of the three of us and Zach. Trust me, Hunter, you need Seth.”
The news pushed Hunter too far. His temper exploded. He could feel the heat storm through his body and his hands reflexively ball into fists. “Absolutely not.”
Seth flattened his palm over his heart and winced. “That actually hurts a little.”
“Bottom line.” Fisher talked right over the sarcasm. “Will knows what Zach looks like. What I look like. He hasn’t seen Seth and there’s no indication we have a breach regarding Seth’s cover or real name. So, he’s your only option for bringing Will in. And, for the record, we will bring him in.”
Wrong.
Hunter had already worked this out and his plan did not include anyone from the CIA. He’d made this mess and endangered his job. He didn’t need anyone else coming in and making things even worse. “My plan is to get Will to cooperate…Damn, Fisher, why are you shaking your head now?”
“Your plan is out. Someone tried to kill Will—”
“How do you know that?” But Hunter knew. That meant they’d been following them since at least the club.
Seth held up his phone. The display showed a still image of the bodies littering the club floor. “We tracked you from the carnage. Also cleaned up your mess, so you’re welcome.”
“No one asked you to.”
Seth winced again. “So that there’s no surprise. We do have ears in the safe house, too.”
“You might want to keep that in mind before you break out the condoms for round two.”
Hunter was ten seconds away from banging their heads against the wall. “Shut it all off.”
Fisher kept right on talking. “Also, we think it’s possible Peter is alive and trying to solidify power and get the business functioning again. We’re still tracking that option.”
“Or, we have an outside player trying to make an example out of Will, show that the Rivers family is gone and there’s a new leader,” Seth said. “Either way, Will is our ticket to getting more information, which is the only reason he’s not being interrogated right now.”
All the pieces clicked together in Hunter’s head. Fisher and his team had let him do the hard work of finding Will and now they swooped in, wanting to put Will right in the line of fire. “You mean he’s a target.”
“I mean he’s the one we use to draw out the person thinking of taking over Pentasus—Peter or whoever that is.”
Hunter listened to Fisher’s theory and knew it made sense. On a protocol and strategic level, sure. But Hunter still refused to believe it was the right option. “You’re going to get him killed.”
Fisher didn’t
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