“Hey, my love,” he began, but was cut off rather quickly by his one husband.
Chris didn’t mince words.
“I need you, Callen, and Gene in the morgue. It’s important. Drop what you’re doing. ASAP.”
Oh, boy.
Well, that said it all.
No one questioned it. ChrisRARELYmade a call with that kind of a demand. He could handle his own issues, most of the time.
“We’ll be right there,” he said. “We’re trying to find Devon. Is it more important than that?” he asked, knowingThe Hunterswould be there in a few hours, and they had to have something for them.
Like a way to find Devon.
“Ethan, it’s bad. Hurry!”
That was all he had to say.
“We’ll be there.”
Hanging up, Chris was pacing. It was rare to see him unsure of himself, but he knew what Elizabeth had said in the body elevator.
She was inches from the edge.
Knowing how she felt about her father, and how her mother had died in front of her, he wasn’t sure if this would break her, or set her off like fireworks.
It was a crapshoot.
Oh, and he didn’t like having to take this gamble.
Fortunately for Chris, it didn’t take his husbands long to get there.
As the morgue door opened, the passcode being entered, in came the men with security all over them.
“Outside,” he said to Demeter, Gryphen, and Gunny. “This is classified.”
That caught them off guard.
“Seriously?”
Chris had no gentleness in his tone.
Honestly, he was pissed too.
Charlie had mattered to him, and to Elizabeth. When he’d been exhumed, after Elizabeth figured out he’d not died of a regular heart attack, he’d done the autopsy for her and Ethan.
He’d been forced to dig up a man he loved for the woman he’d lost.
Now, he’d been dug up again.
The guy couldn’t rest in peace.
That sucked.
“Seriously, guys. Step out,” Chris ordered, and this time, they listened.
Maybe it was the tone in his voice.
