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“No.” Ice sighed and glanced around, hoping to see any signs of that dark head of hair, but nothing.
“Yeah, come on over.”
Taking an Uber to Seven’s place, he found Joshua and Travis the only two home. He collected Grit, promising to be back as soon as he could. All and all, it had taken him roughly three hours to do all that and get to Wrath’s apartment located in a shady part of Glendale.
“Hey, how are you?” Wrath asked, leading him to the small bar that faced an equally small kitchen. Grit trotted in and found a place to curl up next to the sofa.
“Getting better every day,” Ice said, taking a seat on the couch and plugging in his new phone. He spotted Wrath’s MacBook sitting on the coffee table.
“Can I use your laptop? I need to activate my new device.”
“Go ahead.” Wrath poured him a cup of coffee and brought it to him before returning to the kitchen.
“I heard snatches of what happened from Stone, but nothing concrete,” Wrath said.
“Justice is the only one who knows most of the story outside of me and Echo,” Ice murmured, signing into his account. He flipped his eyes to Wrath, but the man stayed at the counter with his back to him.
“Please tell me my brother doesn’t have a hand in this,” Wrath said.
“So, you know Justice left the military?”
“Yes.” Wrath said, reaching for a mug from the shelf over the countertop and pouring a cup of coffee.
“He’s not mixed up in this. He actually patched me up.”
Wrath turned, holding the mug, and sipped at the brew. “Well, at least he’s done something right.”
Ice smirked. “I know you two don’t see eye to eye, but he’s turned out to be quite the man.”
“Assassin,” Wrath muttered through his teeth, squinting at him with those piercing steel-blue eyes.
“So, you know about that too?” Ice said, going for broke since the cat was well out of the bag.
“Yes. And you know how hard I worked to keep Justice and Rip from going into this line of work.”
“I do, but a man needs to make his own way in life. All you can do is trust them. Wait…is Rip an assassin too?”
“Not yet that I know of, but both of them make stupid mistakes.”
“Spoken like a bossy older brother.”
Wrath gave him a flat, bored look and then changed the subject. “Where is Echo, on a job?”
“No. I don’t know where he is. He left me at the airport.”
“What?” Wrath frowned.
“He said he wouldn’t leave and then he was gone.”
“Maybe he had a job.”
“Maybe.”
But if Ice had to guess, Echo was trying to keep him safe. The only problem with that was…who would keep Echo safe?
Fisher tapped his gloved fingers on the wheel of the shit brown, four-door sedan he’d borrowed off of a used car lot.
“Borrow” may be putting it lightly, but he was going to return it when he was done. He cocked his elbow on the open window and stared at Wrath’s apartment.
