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“Forget the locations on his phone.” Gibson shook his head. This was pointless. And it really wasn’t his place to question Parrish, but they were at a dead end. “We need to rethink. Why didn’t Garin kill Harrigan when he had the chance?”
Another beat of silence. “Because he’s more useful to him alive.”
“I’m not buying that. These men work better alone. Harrigan must have something that Garin needs.”
Parrish seemed to consider this for a long moment. “Hm.”
“Where do we go now?” Gibson asked. “Want us to lie low? At least until we figure out why they came to Algeria, of all places.”
Parrish was quiet again though Gibson could hear fingers on a keyboard. “Six months ago, Harrigan had an assignment there.”
“Here, in Algiers?”
“No. In Algeria. I will send the information through to you now.”
“Why would he come back?”
“I don’t know.”
Gibson tried to rein in his temper. “Did you not think we should have known that before? That he was here six months ago?”
“You know what youneedto know,” Parrish bellowed. “And Gibson, there isn’t a country over there he hasn’t been assigned to. Wherever you go, he’s been there before you. That’s what you need to know. That’s why he’s two steps ahead. You want to find him, you need to start thinking like him.”
Gibson ended the call, too pissed off to speak. Hull was watching him. “What did he say?”
“We might have a location.”
A few moments later, his phone beeped. He read the details Parrish sent through, then looked up at Hull. “We’re gonna need some wheels.”
* * *
Desire coursedthrough Harry’s blood. Want, need, hot and heady. He wanted this... needed it. He wanted to sink into the pleasure and give himself over to it. Drown in it. He wanted it to never end. They writhed together, moved as one.
Asher groaned.
And Harry woke up.
He froze, and Asher ground his ass against Harry’s erection. “Don’t stop now.”
Oh God.
Harry put his hand on Asher’s hip, not to guide him, but to stop him.
Asher pushed back against him. “I said don’t stop.”
Harry growled. “Asher.”
“You want it. Your body does not lie. You’re rock hard.”
Harry almost gave in. He could have, so easily.And he did want it.
Then Harry noticed Asher’s arm moving in long, sure strokes.
Christ.
“I’m close,” he murmured.
Harry shot off the bed, stepping away in the small room, keeping his back to Asher. If he saw what he was doing... his resolve was hanging by a single thread as it was.
