Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
“I’m right across the way if you need me baby.” I leaned over and kissed her to the twitters and whistles of the other women. I don’t think I’ve ever blushed as much as I have since I came here. I hadn’t even cleared the door when they started talking about me.
I grabbed the others and headed back to the mansion making enough noise so they’d know we were coming. They were still deep in conversation which they broke off when we entered the room.
“Didn’t anyone ever teach you two it’s not nice to eavesdrop?”
“You knew we were there?”
“Not at first no, but we’re trained to know you’re there.” I keep getting these guys mixed up, but I’m sure that was Connor.
“Fair enough! Now what is it that you want with us?” Shane started to speak but I shook my head at him to wait. Mancini took the reins with some long winded explanation, like he thought he was dealing with your average teen after all.
“Cut to the chase. What is it you want from me? Money? He has almost as much.” I indicated Mancini with my chin.
“Shots fired.” That was Tyler.
Mancini just grinned. “He’s right, he does have more than I had when I was his age. Twenty years ago.”
“So if it’s not money what is it that you want?” I knew it wasn’t but it never hurts to ask.
The only people I’ve met thus far that wasn’t out to use me, are my boys and my wife. That’s why they’re my boys and my wife. But I already had a pretty good idea what they were after, I just needed him to come out and say it so that I could be sure.
They looked around the room at each other until Logan nodded his head. I guess that was the go ahead because Mancini took point again.
“What we’re about to share with you doesn’t leave this room. We’ve come together along with some other friends that you didn’t get to meet this time, to form a kind of group if you will.”
“Each of us serves a purpose in this group. It’s also top secret, which you should understand.” He looked at Track and I moved to stand in front of him. “It’s okay Jace, he knows.”
“I’m not working for the government, no disrespect.” I looked at the SEALs. The men in the room started to smile. I wasn’t sure what the fuck they were, but it wasn’t hard to tell that they were something. What with the compound that was more secure that the Pentagon.
“That’s not who we are. What we propose, if we all agree is that you boys become part of our elite group. We’ll fill you in on all the pertinent details a little later once you get on board. If not we can stop this little interview right here.”
“Oh, is that what this is? I didn’t realize. Whatever it is that you do, or want us to do. My wife is not part of it.” I don’t know why that made them grin and want to pound my fist but okay.
“Welcome to the club little brother.” Zak, I knew who he was because he had his daughter on his hip, after wrestling her away from Tyler who was still giving him looks in between making faces at the baby who was too busy laughing to feel the tension in the room.
“So, what is it that you do exactly? I’d like to know at least that much before I say one way or another.” I looked at Mancini when I spoke because he seemed to be the one tapped as the spokesman for this little meet.
“What we do is simple really. We clean up what others leave undone. With our money and resources pooled we can’t be beat. So what do you say boys?”
Sian is going to be so pissed.
* * *
Dear Mandy,
It’s funny that we never really had a chance to talk before. Not that we’d have had much to say to each other, seeing as we have nothing in common. But lately I’ve come to understand a little about what your days must be like. There’s this new TV show called Locked Up, it’s very informative, and I’ve gained a little more insight into your life as it is these days.
I know how hard it must be not having any contact with the outside world. Gotta love my husband, he’s thorough isn’t he? How many days in solitary has it been this time?
Anyway, since you’re so cut off from your friends, and all, and since I know how you like to obsess over my husband and I, I just wanted to send you a little something. The boy is Jace Jr. and the girl is Jayla. Don’t they look like their daddy? Everyone thinks so.