“Vengeful Marines weAREN’Tsending out to do work for the US government.”
Yeah, the swamp got deeper, and Chris didn’t like this game.
Not.
At.
All.
“I swear to God, if I lose my career after twenty-five plus years because of this asshole…,” he stated.
Well, the good news was that she wouldn’t let that happen. Elizabeth would fall on her sword for everyone. She was, after all, in charge of this shitshow.
It would be her career in the shitter.
Not theirs.
God.
She needed a break.
“Like I said, just have them transport in and take pictures of everything. I don’t think this was part of his plan, so he likely isn’t tying it to the game. I’m with Ethan on this. He’s escalating.”
Oh, he really didn’t want to see what the man did next.
“Ethan ordered it sanitized,” he said.
Elizabeth knew the longer she was on the phone, the weirder it looked since both of them were ‘in FBI West’ calling each other.
To protect him, she needed to kill the call.
“I have to go, Christopher. I’m a little busy here.”
He understood.
“I’ll tell Ethan and Callen. Be careful, and I love you.”
That was her plan.
“I love you too, and don’t use the goddamn master key to override MATE unless one of you is hurt!” she said.
He only laughed, and she knew why.
She’d done the same thing when it helped her, and she had no right to ask him not to do it.
When she hung up on her watch, she was to the point, and not the least bit surprised.
“Yowza. I can’t believe he killed again. We have to get to him. I don’t like how he’s going over the edge. If he knew we had beef with the chief, then he’s bought intel there. We’re not safe on that reservation.”
He was aware.
“I don’t like Ethan being there with minimal protection, specifically after this. Who knows what this piece of shit planned for in case he was taken out?”
That was a good point.
Devon was into planning, so he could have implemented something if he went down.
“Noted. MATE?” she asked.
