Yes, yes, she was.
Since she didn’t think she wanted a genuine answer, Elizabeth ignored that to focus on Jack.
“Devon Slater is a nightmare,” she said. “He’s fucking wealthy, and has been apprenticing under his father, who killed for years. They studied me back when we were young, Jack. He knows everything, and he’s gunning for me.”
Well, he didn’t like that.
NOT.
AT.
ALL.
“Get me the information. I can send my cops out to do this on the DL. You know I’m in if it means protecting this city. Crazies like that are the reason I can’t freaking retire.”
Well, that and he’d be bored.
She took a stab at it.
“He left me a crucifix with the Christ ripped off. Look at churches. They won’t be Catholic. Look at other denominations and see what you can find.”
He could do that, and by‘he’, what he meant was his team. Nova wasNOTletting him wander around.
“I’ll send out Detective Gaines tomorrow.”
Oh, and he wouldn’t be alone.
That was for damn sure.
She appreciated that.
“Let’s get this done,” Uriel said with tears in his eyes. “I want to say goodbye to my friend,” he stated.
Yeah, it was time.
Going to the back of the ambulance, there were two drivers waiting for them.
“We’re sorry for your loss, Director,” the one said, as he opened the door.
She simply nodded.
What was she to say to that? No one was sorrier than her. That was for damn sure.
Together, they pulled the gurney out, and on it, there was a black body bag, zipped closed.
As it came out, she moved around it to the zipper, and her hand paused for only a second. She wanted to rage, weep, and burn the world down, but she knew she had to stay in control.
For now.
Slowly, she opened it, and with gentle fingers, she pulled the flap back. The second she did, she saw Jet’s face. The bullet went in the left side, and out the right.
The tears came.
“I told you I wouldn’t leave you for long,” she said, putting her hand over his chest. He was wearing expensive Kevlar, and it didn’t protect him.
It wouldn’t protect any of them.
With the love of a mother, she found his hand, and she held it in her own. He wouldn’t be alone.
