He knew that too. It didn’t stop him from still wanting to go through them with a fine tooth comb again and again.
“In fact, we have a job.”
That got his attention. “And you just telling me this now?”
“Well, with your glowing personality it just slipped my mind.”
He couldn’t kill Greg. He couldn’t kill Greg. He couldn’t kill Greg. He repeated in his head like a mantra, but oh was it tempting.
If Drew didn’t know for a fact Greg was a hell of a solider and he needed him, he would have killed him years ago.
“Well?” He waved him on, waiting.
“There’s a buy going down tomorrow night. Right here in Las Vegas.”
“What kind? Drugs, weapons?”
“Drugs.”
“Any idea what kind?”
“My contact says cocaine.”
“How accurate is the intel?”
Greg almost looked wounded by his question. “Impeccable as always.”
“Do you know where?” He couldn’t keep the eagerness out of his voice. These were the kind of missions he loved doing. This was what he’d signed up for. Protecting his country. Itwasn’t overseas terrorist like what he’d been doing before but no less important.
Every case was different. Drug busts, kidnappings, smuggling. They did it all. It was only between cases that he could look into the trafficking case he’d been working on six months ago. There was something about it that kept pulling him back him. Begging him to put a stop to it.
For now it would have to go on the back burner.
“Location isn’t going to be released until thirty minutes before the buy goes down.”
Smart. It wouldn’t give police a heads up to set up a trap. Nor time for them to scop it out. “If only we could find out where or who the buyer is. Are they locals or overseas?”
“My contact was silent. Either they don’t know or aren’t saying.”
“Check with the airlines see if any names pop up. I can think of a few buyers who’d be interested. Maybe we’ll get lucky.”
Greg nodded and left.
Drew leaned back in his chair and groaned as his back popped along the way from being hunched over for so long. Damn, he felt old despite only being thirty-five. He was the oldest in their group with Jake being the youngest at twenty-six. Right now he felt like an eighty-year-old man.
As much as he wanted to get back to going over the trafficking case, he’d have to give it a rest tonight. His eye sight was shot at the moment and the headache was working its way to the back of his head.
If he hoped to see well enough to drive home tonight, he better take a break. Despite what Greg thought, he didn’t have a cot here and he had no intention of sleeping in his chair when he had a perfectly good bed at home.
Chapter 2
Shay prided herself on not acting rashly. She’d learned to control her emotions from an early age and assess every situation before reacting. Which was why when she’d been kidnapped a few days ago from her school parking lot her captures had barely paid her much attention, thinking she was pliant.
Shay wasn’t stupid. She knew she’d never overpower three burly men who’d captured her. No matter how much she’d wanted to. So she laid in wait. Waiting for the right moment to make her move.
Underneath that calm serenity was pure contempt for her captures even though they had done nothing to harm her. The fact they’d stolen her so easily was appalling. She’d have a word with her security team when she got home. She was memorizing everything about them so she could turn them when this was over.
She’d been moved that morning to a different location. She hoped that meant her captivating was about to come to an end and her father paid the ransom. They might not have a loving relationship but what he hated more than anything was a scandal.
