Page 2 of Reflections of Sin

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Yeah, he could have shot Lucas Mayfield lower, but as his report said, he was concerned that he would pull a gun and kill the kidnapping victim—also a Fed.

Sometimes, a cowboy had to cowboy when the life of his best friend, lover, and partner was on the line.

As the door opened, Gabe came to the door, and motioned for him to come in.

Nothing was said, but Ethan noticed he was red. That didn’t bode well for him.

Inside, he took a seat.

“I got your report,” he said.

Oh, and he wasn’t so much pissed as he was curious.

Honestly, he hadn’t expected Blackhawk to show up alone. He figured he’d bring his partner, and Gene would try to talk him out of whatever was about to go down.

Because Blackhawk rarely said a word to him.

EVER.

This had the makings of the showdown at theNot-so-okay Corral.

In the back of his mind, Gabe wanted to bust balls, but he needed to figure out why the two men were a couple, and how far he could push them to see if they’d break.

That would tell him everything he needed to know about them being able to work together, like LaRue and Leonard.

His main concern was if they were they strong enough together, as they would be apart. Like with the gambit he ran Elizabeth and Christopher Leonard through, the test would decide the outcome.

It was time to apply pressure.

His little spy swore up and down that they were, and now, he needed to figure out who was lying to him.

If it was Sasha, she’d regret it.

Trust.

That.

If it was the men, he’d figure it out. What he knew about Ethan was he bled blue and gold, and he was ambitious as fuck.

Was this a legit relationship?

Or would he take the bait and leave Cantrell in the dust?

That would tell him all he needed to know about if they could be trusted to be a team. If it was legit, he’d look the other way.

Because for the last year, Ethan had been abducted, and Gene now had too.

Were they even on their game?

He was beginning to think they weren’t.

“How is your partner?” Gabe asked, sitting behind his desk.

Ethan kept it cool.

There was no way he’d show his hand to this man.

Bet.