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Maybe some civilian contractors could, but not the ones they were using. They were poorly trained and ill-equipped for the violent confrontations that they were bound to come across if word got out. Jake was pissed; although, to anyone who looked at him in passing, he was totally in control. He wasn’t the only one that was fit to be tied, though.
I hadn’t even gotten a chance to talk, and Jake had spoken for two fucking minutes before he was cut off and told that our help would no longer be needed. I thought Jake would lose his shit for sure, but he hadn’t. He had clamped his jaw shut, nodded, and waited to be dismissed.
The entire way to the airport, his body had practically vibrated with frustration, and I was waiting for it to erupt. I knew it was only a matter of time, and the longer it took, the worse it was going to be. I watched him from the corner of my eye as we sat in the lounge at the airport, and he tossed back the third shot of whiskey in as many minutes. If he kept this up, I’d be carrying his ass to the plane, but at least he’d probably sleep the whole way home.
He slammed the shot glass down, and his phone began to vibrate on the bar; the office number showed up, and he pushed the phone toward me. His way of asking—no telling—me to take the call.
“Blaire here,” I answered.
There was a pause. “Why are you answering Jake’s phone?”
“He’s busy; what’s up, Alice?”
“How did it go?”
“All sorts of fucked.”
“Aw, shit, what is he doing? Are you at the airport? Is he drinking?”
“Sitting in the airport lounge and Roger on the adult beverages.”
“Dammit, Greg. Don’t let him get trashed. He gets airsick when he drinks too much before a flight.”
“Copy that.” I chuckled slightly. “Did you need me to tell him something?”
“No, actually, I was trying to reach you, but you weren’t answering your phone.”
“Sorry, cops still have it, what’s up?”
“Maggie Valor called looking for you. She asked me to have you call her as soon as possible. Said it was important to speak with you.”
“Did she give you a number?”
“Yeah, I’ll text it over once we get off the phone.”
“Did she say anything else?”
“No, but she seemed disappointed that she couldn’t speak to you right away.”
“How long ago did she call?”
“Five minutes ago.”
“Alright, send the phone number over; I’ll give her a shout.”
“Are you guys still on the flight I booked you?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Because someone will have to get his ass home. He’s not going to stop drinking now that he’s started.”
I glanced at Jake; his face was void of emotion, which was pretty scary for a guy like Jake. “I can get him home.”
“But then he won’t have his car.” She sighed. “I’ll take an Uber to the airport and be there when you guys arrive. I’ll get him home.”
“You are a good woman, Alice. Too good of a woman to put up with our shit.”
“Don’t you know it! I should get paid more!”
