Page 64 of The FBI Agents Who Stole Me

Elliot

I need air.

My phone rings. I step outside, spoofing my location back to my apartment before I answer.

“Where are you?” Fuller demands.

“I’m sure you know that, Director Fuller.” I stare into the dark tree line surrounding the cabin. “And how do you do on this fine night?”

“Cut the bullshit and give me a report. No one has seen her for days.”

A knot forms low in my stomach.

“I’m on her trail. Give me thirty-six hours and we can have her on the wanted list if she isn’t found.”

“What trail is that, Agent?”

“You ever heard of Project Vine?”

Silence.

“It seems her sister was involved. That’s interesting considering Agent Leighlan wasn’t made aware at the time.”

More silence.

“Any insight, Director?”

This is the first time I’ve pushed. I had to get her and Julian away. And I knew he was at his breaking point with dealing with Lee.

“Don’t tell me that fucking her is clouding your judgment. Know your place, Elliot. You’re there to get proof of her crimes.”

I grind my molars.

“Nope. I’m seeing twenty-twenty right now.”

“Thirty-six hours, then it’s the most wanted list.”

The line goes dead.

I don’t think he knows how to say goodbye. Dick.

Julian glances up when I enter the cabin again. Lee doesn’t look at me. She leans into his shoulder. Her hair is damp, and she's only wearing a long shirt. I can see the outline of her tits through the soft material.

I desperately want to be the shoulder she’s leaning on.

Julian stands after a moment. “I’m going to check the perimeter.”

It’s not really about the perimeter.

“Don’t kill him just yet, babydoll.”

“No promises,” she says, malice in her voice.

He leaves us alone, and the door closes behind him.

She still doesn’t look at me. I expected another fight. My girl’s a beast. She doesn’t take shit from anyone. But right now, she looks so defeated it’s breaking me in two.

“Say something. I don’t like when you are quiet,” I say finally.