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“So, what do you need from us?” Ice asked, pushing away his uneaten food and opting for more coffee.

“We need your craftiness, your secretiveness, and your ability to move through the night undetected. We also need your numbers so we can find every location that Solomon has and neutralize the threat.”

Every head nodded in agreement and the table remained silent—waiting for further information or instructions.

“What we don’t need,” Dave spoke, “is someone losing their cool and killing Solomon before we find all of his facilities.”

The SecDef stared at Wrath and after a moment, Wrath nodded his head.

When Real took a breath to continue, Ice cut in. “One of Erebus’ assassins is missing and his name is Echo. I suspect that his disappearance is tied to him and I being recently set up. Someone took Echo after we got back from the Maldives—and I’d venture to say it was Solomon.”

“Do you know for a fact?” Real countered.

“No. But if it wasn’t Solomon, then one of his men did it. He has to have men to be able to do what he does. So far, the only people I know associated with Solomon’s shit are the kids from his past.”

“And who would those kids be?” Real frowned and Ice had to guess that his friend didn’t know who all had come out of those cages and into this way of life.

“Well, they’re far from kids now, but it’s Echo, Rogue, and Fisher. That we know of,” Ice said.

“I met Rogue in Solomon’s office. I don’t know Fisher or Echo.”

“Well, now you know of them. They might be mixed up in Solomon’s shit, but don’t forget that they started out as innocent children. And that’s one creed we don’t mess with,” Ice said flatly.

“I agree,” Dave said quietly. “We defend the innocent. And we protect Rogue, Echo, and Fisher even if it’s from themselves.”

Real held Ice’s gaze across the table and a small smile cracked the corner of his friend’s mouth and was soon gone.

“Then I’ll need descriptions and I’ll get those names out to Genesis,” Real said.

“How do we stop from killing Genesis?” Stone finally spoke up.

“What do you mean?” Real frowned.

“I mean…” Stone reached up and unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it open to show ripped abs and a muscled chest. The man pointed to the letter E inked on his right pectoral. “We all have an identical tattoo about the same spot.”

Real glanced at Dave, who nodded, and Real worked the buttons open on his own shirt. His friend pulled open the button-down and displayed a small pair of black inked angel wings on the same right side.

“I can just see it now,” Thane chortled. “Us out there pulling our shirts open for each other.”

“It won’t be like that. You can just say who you’re with. But if a member of Erebus or Genesis is unconscious, you can identify them by their marks. I’ll give you the names and show you the faces of the three members we currently have in Los Angeles. But you won’t be able to take their photos, so memorize their faces. They are doing the same with you.”

“Three? Only three?” Wrath looked aghast.

“Remember, we cover a lot of ground elsewhere, not just in California,” Real responded and took his seat back at the table.

“Okay, so three Genesis and all of us should do the job,” Ice said. “If we can find Echo, he’ll join up with us. I can’t speak for Rogue or Fisher. Rogue is in the wind and Fisher wants me dead, so…”

“Who’s keeping eyes on Solomon?” Wrath asked, glancing at Dave.

“I’ll handle that,” the SecDef said.

Stone turned on Dave, who only lifted a hand to keep Stone quiet.

“Okay then, meeting adjourned. Eat up, rest, and I’ll see you all in my weapons room at dark,” Dave said and stood from his chair.

Everybody in the room got to their feet, and nobody moved until Dave left the room followed by Stone.

Ice had placed a bullet proof vest on Grit.

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