Since Liam had done a thorough job of interviewing Pedro regarding his nursing skills, we stuck to going over the requirements for being on the personnel extraction team to make sure he was willing and able to leave the country at a moment’s notice. Considering he’d been a flight medic in the Army, it wasn’t a problem for him.
“Having a backup pilot wouldn’t be a bad thing either,” Marco added.
“Truth,” Hunter agreed.
I looked over at Pedro. “So what do you think?”
The other man grinned at me. “You had me at ‘are you fucking kidding me?’”
There was a beat of silence, and then we all burst out laughing.
I slid the offer letter across the desk toward him. “You’ll fit right in.”
Afterward, Hunter brought Pedro out to Michael to get him set up with a laptop and to fill out the small mountain of paperwork. Marco stayed behind, waiting until the door closed before he asked, “What’s going on with Greg?”
“I think he has a stalker.”
Marco let out a low whistle. “Are you sure?”
A jolt of irritation ran through me. “Of course I’m not sure. If I were, I’d be tracking him down so I could beat him to a bloody pulp.”
My brother’s brows shot up. “All right, slow down, Tony. You can’t beat anyone to a bloody pulp. You’d end up in jail.”
Fury shot through me so quickly that I saw red. I shot up out of my seat. “Do you think I give a fuck about that? Someone tried to break into Greg’s apartment last night. They’re lucky they weren’t successful at picking the lock, or they’d be in the morgue with a bullet in their skull.”
“What the hell is going on?” Michael asked from the doorway. “Why is Tony yelling?”
“Get as many of the team as you can find and bring them into the conference room,” Marco said. He turned his attention to me. “Sit your ass down and calm the fuck down. You can’t lose control like that.”
It was rare for Marco to use his Senior Chief voice on me. But he was right to do it. I couldn’t lose control and go off half-cocked. I could end up targeting the wrong person.
I fell into my seat and blew out a long, slow breath. It took a few minutes, but I was finally able to think clearly and was ready to speak rationally.
“You good?” Marco asked.
I nodded. “Yeah. I’m good.”
He rose from his seat. “All right, let’s go talk to the team.” He smirked. “And no yelling. You’ll scare the kids.”
I snickered. My brother could always make me laugh.
The door to the conference room was open, and I could hear the murmur of voices. As soon as I walked into the room, it went dead silent. The members of both extraction teams were there except Dante, who was at a doctor appointment. Even Pedro was there, still filling out his paperwork. Marco took a seat next to Liam. All eyes turned to me.
I cleared my throat. “Thanks for being here, especially you newbies. You’re about to get a crash course in how we operate here at Angel Security. I believe my boyfriend, Greg, has a stalker, and I’m asking for your help.”
There were shocked faces all around, and then a half-dozen questions were thrown at me all at once. Marco put his fingers to his lips and let out a shrill whistle. “Let the man finish.”
I shot my brother a look of gratitude, then turned back to the whole group. “Let me tell you about the evidence I have so far, and you can tell me if I’m blowing this out of proportion.” I told them everything that had happened up to Greg’s text this morning.
The silence in the room was contemplative. Finally, Michael spoke. “There’s not a lot to go on, but what you have seems to match the pattern of other stalkers we’ve dealt with.”
Pedro’s head shot up. “You track stalkers?”
I nodded. “It’s usually people who come looking for personal protection because of a stalker. Our first big break came from tracking down the guy who was stalking Jeremy Fitzgerald.”
“The piano player?” Hunter asked.
“That’s the one,” I replied.
