Page 3 of Protecting Salvation

“Is this illegal or does it have government support that’s deniable when needed?”

Jack paused. “I can’t say either way. Not until you accept the offer.”

Hurricane rolled his shoulders and rocked his neck. “Where would I be based?”

“Wales.” He didn’t elaborate and Hurricane understood that secrecy would be needed. “You’d live on site and have your own fully furnished apartment within the secure compound. We also have a Wildcat Mk1 and Gazelle helo and we’re looking into a longline jet but thought you might want to be part of the process for that.”

“Wow, that’s some serious cash you’re splashing there, boss.”

“If you’re gonna do something, do it right or don’t bother.”

Hurricane nodded. He couldn’t argue the logic in that, but it did pose its own questions, like who was funding this but he didn’t bother asking. He knew he wouldn’t get answers anyway. “Can I think about it?”

Jack shook his head. “No, when I leave so does the offer.”

Hurricane turned back to watch the kids who were now sitting on their butts in a circle eating snacks from a rucksack. He pondered his future and he didn’t know if this was the right move but he knew the alternative was the wrong one. He loved his family but this was no longer his life and he couldn’t just slip back into it like it was.

Blowing out a breath he sighed and turned to Jack, offering his hand. “I’m in.”

Jack beamed and nodded, as he pumped Hurricane’s hand. “You won’t regret it. This team is going to make a difference, and I believe in the people in it.”

“You going to give me more details now?”

Jack cocked his head. “How about I take you to meet them instead?”

“Now?”

“Might as well. Unless you want to spend time with your parents first?”

Hurricane considered that but shook his head. He loved them but he needed to make a move on the next phase of his life before he faced them again. “Nah, let’s go see my new toys.”