“If I ever find her, she won’t live long enough to run to the police,” Gerald stated.“I’d take the bitch out myself.It doesn’t matter how much it costs or how long it takes.My father’s mission will carry on bigger than ever until all those fuckers are wiped from the earth.”
“He did save Jake that day, though,” Tony stated under his breath.
“What did you say?”Gerald growled.
“Nothing.We need to get started on that new job soon, before the guy cancels on us,” Tony answered.
“We have to wait until the company credit clears over at Jackson’s Lumber before we can order anything,” Gerald answered.
“I thought we had good credit with those guys,” Tony asked.
“I don’t pay you to think.Get to work,” Gerald ordered.
“Yes, sir.”Tony turned to leave, but not before Rocko caught the glare he shot in his boss’s direction.
Rocko knew from their investigation that Gerald had very little cash left in the company’s coffers and was likely to have lost his credit at the lumber store.That still didn’t answer where all the money went.
Rocko blinked and was off again, this time with directions like the kind you’d find on a GPS.Latitude and longitude.He’d have to plug those numbers in and see where they were leading him.Mountains flashed, forests, a long laneway.Hell, that could be anywhere.Not helpful.
His head ached, and he doubted he’d be getting much rest tonight.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Apollo
After a lengthy conversation with Brick and getting Jagger to research Gerald Levy’s father, Apollo returned to his bedroom to find Rocko asleep in his bed.The man looked drained and he wished he’d been with him as he dealt with the visions.But he’d had to alert the others to this dangerous new update.He removed his shirt and jeans and carefully crawled into bed beside Rocko, pulling the covers up over both of them.
A few moments later, Rocko rolled over and curled up against him, laying his head on Apollo’s chest.He wrapped his arms around his lover and held him close.The events of the day had certainly put a different spin on what they were facing.A much more deadly twist that affected all survivors.No matter their mutation and innocence, they’d been marked for death.What the hell was wrong with people?
Being a survivor was fraught with dangers, not only from the mutations forced upon them but from others who deemed themselves superior.They were the collective judge, jury, and now executioner.Apollo couldn’t help but worry.It was his mission to protect those in danger, but as the threats increased in number, Apollo couldn’t help but wonder if he was the right man for the job with so many lives on the line.
Was he strong enough?Capable of staying ahead of the hunters?Protect those under his care?His team.Rocko.What if he failed?Who might be hurt or killed?
Apollo had become accustomed to handling whatever was thrown his way, but this change had him seriously second-guessing himself, which was dangerous.
“What’s got you thinking so loudly?”Rocko asked in his sexy, sleep-roughened voice.
Apollo looked down to see those clear blue eyes staring up at him, that unforgettable grin firmly in place.No one had the right to be that damn gorgeous when waking up.
“Just going over things.”Why worry Rocko with more than he already had on his mind?
“Worrying?”
“Possibly,” Apollo drawled.
“About how we’re going to handle Levy and his goons?”
“Yeah.Never seems to be a moment when we aren’t trying to stop one asshole or another,” Apollo said in frustration.
“Just lucky, I guess,” Rocko joked.
“What’s the old saying, if we didn’t have bad luck?”
“We’d have none at all,” Rocko completed.“It’s not all bad.”
“Really?”
“We have our friends and each other.”Rocko hugged him closer.
