“I need to see her,” Ethan stated.
Gabe understood that.
Only, he needed the man to give her some space. He knew Elizabeth, and a husband would be a distraction.
“Tell me that there’s not tension between the two of you,” Gabe said, catching Ethan off guard.
He.
Said.
Nothing.
Yeah, that was exactly what he’d assumed.
“Since you can’t, my initial statement stands. Keep your asses there. She’s heading to you at some point.”
The men didn’t like this.
“And she’s unhurt?” Chris asked.
Gabe nodded.
“Well, she’s emotionally damaged by this, but she’s not physically injured. She took down a Russian killer, so that should tell you all you need to know.”
It did.
Elizabeth was tenacious.
Gabe continued.
“She’s sure that Devon Slater is behind this, and that he needs her slowed down. She’s right behind him and waiting for the next bodies to drop. This was likely to give him time to get out of DC.”
They were aware.
Again, Gabe went there.
“Give her space.”
As he stared at the men on his screen, he saw the look on Ethan’s face.
Oh, boy.
Someone was about to blow.
“Ethan, I’ve known you and that temper long enough to know that you need to slow your roll. I’ve been on the other side of it, and let me say this. Cool it down, Cowboy. Your temper is your worst enemy. For all we know, this could be part of Devon’s plan. Don’t play into his hand. She has enough on her shoulders right now.”
He was to the point.
“We had an argument as she was flying toNOLA. I said I didn’t have faith in her ability to handle this, and it didn’t go well,” he admitted.
He was to the point.
“It’s been many years since I’ve seen you crumble,” he stated. “Remember when you came to my office after shooting an agent in Puerto Rico?”
He nodded.
“You didn’t have the balls to stand up and fight. Instead, you ran like a coward.”
