Yeah, he owed Greyson one.
That was for sure.
Now, as he was walking into the FBI office in DC, it was all coming back to him. The feel, the smell, and the desire to get back here.
This place felt like home, and he missed it.
Yeah, he and Gene had their adventures inPhilly, but he couldn’t wait until the day they got back here.
He had a ladder to climb.
His goal was to make it to the top, so that he could change the rules, and marry the man he loved.
Oh, and he would.
That would be the first rule that went out the window if Ethan ever became the Director of the FBI.
PERIOD.
You worked harder when you had skin in the game, and that was the bottom line. Gabe’s rule was nothing but bullshit.
Sitting outside of Gabe’s office, he waited to be called in. Oh, and he was ready for anything the man threw at him.
What was the worst he could do?
Suspend him?
Yeah, he could have shot Lucas Mayfield lower, but as his report said, he was concerned that he would pull a gun and kill the kidnapping victim—also a Fed.
Sometimes, a cowboy had to cowboy when the life of his best friend, lover, and partner was on the line.
As the door opened, Gabe came to the door, and motioned for him to come in.
Nothing was said, but Ethan noticed he was red. That didn’t bode well for him.
Inside, he took a seat.
“I got your report,” he said.
Oh, and he wasn’t so much pissed as he was curious.
Honestly, he hadn’t expected Blackhawk to show up alone. He figured he’d bring his partner, and Gene would try to talk him out of whatever was about to go down.
Because Blackhawk rarely said a word to him.
EVER.
This had the makings of the showdown at theNot-so-okay Corral.
In the back of his mind, Gabe wanted to bust balls, but he needed to figure out why the two men were a couple, and how far he could push them to see if they’d break.
That would tell him everything he needed to know about them being able to work together, like LaRue and Leonard.
His main concern was were they strong enough together, as they would be apart. Like with the gambit he ran Elizabeth and Christopher Leonard through, the test would decide the outcome.
It was time to apply pressure.
His little spy swore up and down that they were, and now, he needed to figure out who was lying to him.
