“Do you have any idea what he was about to say?” he asked looking at Tyler.
“No,” Tyler answered. “What do you want to do?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m not Lucas, and I can never tell what you’re thinking, well, except for now. You think he had a partner and you're wondering if it’s safe to bring Lucas and Zoi home.”
Tucker sighed and leaned back looking out the window at all the activity going on. The reason Lucas and Zoi were in hiding was because of Alphonso Gianni, and now that he was dead, that danger was over. Except he wasn’t sure if the danger was over. Closing his eyes, he snapped them open when there was a knock on his window and saw Mayson standing there.
“What’s up?” he asked rolling the window down.
“The shot came from one of the SWAT guys on the roof. Apparently, he didn’t get the word to stand down, and when he saw the opportunity, he took it. The paramedic on the scene said it was a clean shot, but we’ll wait for the medical examiner’s official report.”
“All right,” Tucker said in relief, he still wanted to know what Gianni wanted to talk about. The man didn’t go through all the trouble of getting Lucas’ attention. “Interview the hostages and find out what happened. Find out what they were doing in an abandoned fucking warehouse in the first place and have the report on my desk when I get back.” Nothing about the entire thing made sense to Tucker.
“You got it, boss.” He rolled the windows back up when Brenden walked away.
“Take me to the airport,” he told Tyler.
His brother-in-law chuckled.
“What?” he asked.
“I think his bossiness is rubbing off on you,” he said pulling out of the parking spot and onto the road.
“Shut up and drive.” He smiled thinking that he was going to get to hold his husband for the first time in weeks. “Keep digging,” he told Tyler, knowing the man would know what he was talking about.
“You got it. Just so you know, one of our ITs sent Lucas information on the four Seeker agents that were killed.”
“So be prepared for an argument,” Tucker said.
“Knowing my brother, it will be after you fuck his brains out.”
“If I do it right, there won’t be a need for argument.” They both chuckled, and Tucker realized he liked Tyler in a familial way. He was totally different from Lucas, but they had similar personalities.
“I never told you thank you,” Tyler said cutting into his thoughts.
“For what?”
“When Rebecca died, I thought I was going to lose my brother. He still laughed and brushed things off, but his spark for life died. I’m sure if it weren’t for Zoi, he would have continued being an agent and taken anything so that he could die and be with Rebecca. And then one day his spark came back, the old Lucas I knew was there. I have to tell you when I found out he was interested in someone I didn’t care if it was a man or a woman. I just wanted him to be happy; you’re good for him, and this is no slight against Rebecca because I loved her. But with you, I don’t know. If I’m saying this right, it just makes sense.”
Tucker didn’t say anything. There wasn’t anything he could say. Saying thanks for falling in love again didn’t seem like the right word to use. Lucas made it easy to love him. He was impulsive and said what he felt, sometimes not caring what others thought, and he wore his heart on his sleeve. A heart that Tucker planned on protecting for the rest of his life. They pulled up to the airport and drove straight to the hangar bay where the Hamilton plane was already waiting for him to get on. Getting out, he was handed a bag.
“What’s this?”
“Clothes, you might need some for the next couple of days.”
“How’d you know I might need some today?”
Tyler smirked. “I didn’t. I had Mom pack those a week ago, and I’ve been carrying them around with me for when you might need them. Oh, the keys to the house are in the side pocket.”
Tucker shook his head but took the bag regardless, thanking Tyler. “Meddlesome, the whole lot of you have a meddling problem.”
“Only when it comes to family,” Tyler said with a smile.
* * *
“. . . nd I . . .”Lucas smiled listening to Zoi in the background while he made dinner for them.
