Hopefully, he remembered that.
They were still running short of security, and they didn’t have anyone to spare until more people were hired.
Or shipped here from DC.
When she climbed up to find him, he glanced over.
“Hey,” he said, not shocked that someone had called his wife to update her.
That was about right.
He had babysitters.
“You’re all a bunch of rats!” Wyler shouted, knowing Demeter and Muriel were on patrol not far away. He couldn’t take a leak in the woods without a Marine up in his business.
There was only laughter in response.
No.
Shock.
There.
Deep down, he knew they were doing it for his own good, but still…
He was a grown ass man.
Did they forget that?
He didn’t need his wife alerted when he and his son had an argument.
As she sat down, she held his hand.
Finally, she went there.
“What happened with the dream walking?” she asked. “You were looking forward to it.”
Wyler shrugged.
He had been.
That was the sad part.
“I ran headlong into Ethan. He’s so goddamn stubborn,” he admitted.
That made her laugh.
Why?
Oh, well, she knew where he got that streak from, and it was certainly no coincidence that the man busted balls like his father.
That was for damn sure.
“You don’t say, oh, stubborn one. I recall me trying to get you onto a plane to see your great-grandson born. That didn’t end well for me. I’m pretty sure I know all about that Blackhawk stubbornness.”
He sighed.
“Are you going to use that forever?” he asked. “It wasn’t my brightest moment. That was for sure.”
