“Go ahead, honey. I don’t like how they call you‘little guy’. This one is all yours.”
Jagger was going to enjoy this.
BIG.
TIME.
“Oh, we’re meeting in the Deputy Director’s office in the FBI building.ALL OF US ARE.”
Zayn stared at him.
Then, he went there.
“The fuck we are.”
Maura laughed.
Yeah, that was the most Zayn response possible, and they were all amused by it.
Mr. Paranoia was about to be twitchy.
When all of them just smiled at him, he couldn’t believe it.
“Are you shitting me?” Zayn asked. “You want to walk into the FBI office, knowing we areLITERALLYon their most wanted list? I don’t want to see my face on the wall there! You’re definitely yanking my chain. There is no freaking way you’d walk in there. We’re all wanted fugitives!”
Maura laughed.
It was time to have some fun.
“Who the fuck is‘we’?” she asked. “Jagger and I are technically dead, and we aren’t on the most wanted list, Zayn. If you are…”
MATE took that opportunity to appear to get the man going. She was right beside him, and she whispered in his ear.
“It’s a trap. You’re going to the chair, big boy. That hair is going to fry.”
And Zayn freaked out.
Why?
Because he couldn’t be sure if they were kidding, or if they were freaking serious.
It was clear his family was out of their damn minds.
Chapter Fifteen
Middle Of The Night
FBI West
Back Entrance
Yes, it was official. Elizabeth was bone-weary tired. At that very moment, the weight of the world was crushing down on her, and there was no doubt that she was at her max for this.
Chasing Devon was wearing her down, and that part of his plan was panning out.
If she didn’t get her head on a pillow, or a balled-up jacket in a corner and soon, she was not going to be able to pull this off. Someone needed a nap.
Granted, as soon as she closed her eyes, she was going to see the nightmare she’d just left.
