Washington D.C
At His Home
With His Daughters
Sunday Night
When his private phone rang, Gabe was ready for it. Honestly, he was with two small children, and his wife was in the bathroom puking up her guts as she cursed his name.
AGAIN.
Apparently, their next child was just as spicy as the rest of them, and that told Gabe all he needed to know about what the gender of this next child was going to be.
It appeared they were having another girl.
Maybe with this one, he’d teach her to play football and run wild like a boy because he was one tea party away from a revolution.
He’d had copious cups of water that was supposed to be tea, and the last pot had been refilled in the toilet.
Yeah, that was the kind of day he was having. Well, at least it had been minor issues, like toilet tea and a dirty diaper.
For now, Amelia was playing with some toys, and Bea was having a bottle in his arms.
The girls were calm, and he knew that wouldn’t last for very long.
Call it a hunch.
“Yes?” he asked, hitting speaker phone to take the incoming call on his work phone.
At the sound of his boss’ voice, Greyson did the dance, and it was going to be a fast one where he didn’t see the fancy footwork to cover their asses.
“Hey, sorry to bother you at home, Gabe, but I was just notified of an issue.”
Uh-oh.
He recognized Greyson’s voice, and that meant the trouble was inPhiladelphia. The last time he got a similar call, it was because Blackhawk and Cantrell had gotten pulled away from vacation, and up to their necks in trouble.
Today was supposed to be day one of that vacation, and now Greyson was calling?
Yeah.
No.
“What did Blackhawk do inDamascus? Was he arrested for a pissy attitude and resting bitch face?”
Greyson didn’t understand what the issue was between the men, but Ethan was almost never pissy. In fact, he was calm, laid back, and a decent, friendly guy.
Yes, he was quiet, but that was just his personality—not his attitude.
“Well, it’s not Blackhawk,” he offered. “It’s his partner this time. Ethan isn’t anywhere near this clusterfuck. He’s back home on the reservation.”
Gabe kept feeding his child, but now he was intrigued. Gene was on vacation, and it was rare he got into trouble beforebeing partnered up with Blackhawk. They were in completely different places, so they should be good.
“What happened?”
Here came the lying.
“Apparently, Gene opted to not go home, and instead is on a little vacation in Puerto Rico. As he was on the beach after dinner, he found a body in the surf.”
