At some point, she’d shut down, and the game would be his. What she never took into account was the sadism bred deep within him by his father.
Oh, he hated women.
That’s why they hurt them, together.
His mother had made a monster, and then his father had returned the favor.
When his phone rang, he wasn’t expecting good news, but he got it.
They had been seen on the reservation, talking to the chief and a woman. His little helper got him more information, and that was also the best money he’d ever spent.
To be fair, he’d warned them about those country roads and going home.
If Elizabeth didn’t warn them that he’d know about them…
That was on her.
Buying information was easy.
Under the guise of being a reporter, the Native fool believed he was giving him tabloid nonsense, and not the keys to the kingdom.
Too bad.
Well, this was fascinating.
The Blackhawks were outside of their precious building, and now, he might just have a chance at snagging one.
Or decimating them.
His day was looking up.
Being trapped here meant they were also trapped.
With HIM.
How unlucky for them.
Chapter Ten
The Jet
Arrival
Damascus
Airfield
Now, for the two men, their only focus was Elizabeth, and both Ethan and Callen had to ensure that she was holding it together. Losing Jet, and being notified of Vivian’s death was going to be a damn difficult thing for their wife.
If anything, she loved with her whole heart, and they were well aware that Vivian had been one of her favorite people here at FBI West.
They’d bonded pretty quickly.
When they arrived, Vivian had been kind, and helpful. She’d endeared herself to them.
At some point, they were going to have to do the notify to her parents, andNO ONEwas looking forward to that.
As of yet, they were keeping it under wraps for one reason.
