Page 107 of The Marshal


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I asked if we were still having dinner.Depending on how the operation unfolded, she might not want to go out, but for now I had to act normal.

Something Caylee didn’t do.

Instead of one of her excited, sexy replies, I got a fucking thumbs up.

Another confirmation our relationship was over.

Right now, I had to focus on the job.It was three-forty-four, and my eyes were on the Thornton Dental building and searching for the traffickers to show up.

It seems cliché, but it was likely to be a white van or black SUV.

We’re looking for everything.

Trinity Whitebrook had shown up for her appointment earlier and is inside the building now.Her father is wandering nearby talking on the phone.

I want to shout at him to get back with his daughter, but we can’t interfere.

The Feds might not be able to intervene, but ifwecatch someone trying to kidnap a child or harming her, then we can absolutely have that person arrested.

Still, I’d prefer Trinity not to go through that kind of trauma.

Who knows, maybe Brad really is making fucking teddy bears.

I doubt it.

Sooner or later, this is going to impact Caylee.She’ll be unemployed, devastated to learn who she has been working for and have to deal with the reality of what happened to all those girls.

Girls who were her patients.

Brad Thornton won’t see the light of day...eventually.I have no doubt that the right people will make things happen.

“Everyone is in position,” Liam says from beside me in the passenger seat.

We watch Ryder walking slowly down the road on his phone, watching and waiting.

Aidan is back at the office, and I am unsure whether he pushed back or agreed with Josh.

When I say something to Liam, he says he has a theory.

“Share with the class.”

“Well, clearly they’re both special forces and have fought together, so it’s not like Josh doesn’t think he has the skill.”

“Fuck, no.”I shake my head.

“Okay, don’t repeat this.I think Josh and Cassy are trying to get pregnant.”Liam taps on a screen and keeps his eyes on the road while talking.“One of my pilot buddies in the Airforce went through this with his wife.It changed him.”

Shit.

“How?”

“The stress.They did IVF.Every time they looked like their world had ended.”

“Man, that sucks.”

I glance in the rear vision mirror and wonder if Caylee wants children.I assume she does.All her friends are getting married, having babies, and it’s the natural next step at her age.

Frustration makes me sigh and shift in my seat as I realize I’ll never be the man she has kids with.I’ll hear about her falling in love, getting married and becoming pregnant because I work with Cole.