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Greg nods. “The other part is teaching her how to fight with a knife, and how to continue if she loses her weapon. The female agent coming in will be able to help Lennon with this. Even when Orion brings her to the people who put out the job, we will have a team shadowing their every move without anyone knowing. The goal is to capture these people and keep Lennon safe,” he insists.
“Lennon is stronger than people think,” Orion says, stepping outside to join us. “Xav boasted that she would snark back and fight, and that’s when he would electrocute her and then condition her with their word.”
I shake my head, because I can just imagine our girl covered in blood and still fighting him.
“When things got to be too much, she’d conserve her energy, but then they’d threaten someone she loved so they could watch her lose her shit. It’s a smart way to figure out what a person cares about, but it made me furious to watch,” Orion mutters.
“Fuckers,” I growl.
“Yep. I know I extended both of you jobs, are you both comfortable working for me?” Greg asks, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Ready to cut us loose already?” Orion asks in response. My lips twitch at his lack of an answer.
“Nope. I was serious. I have work for you both to start on, I just need you to sign some paperwork. It’s boring as fuck, but it covers everyone’s ass. Orion, I need to do some hacking, and I need someone to close my bolt holes behind me so I don’t get caught. I can show you how, and I think you’ll catch on quickly,” Greg explains.
There’s a glint of excitement in Orion’s eyes as he nods. He enjoys taking on new challenges. I know he has to be going stir crazy.
“What do you need from me?” I ask with a furrowed brow.
“I need some research done on a certain Doctor Bennett. I need a deep dive done on his family. I found a picture of his daughter on his desk, and need to know if he’s hiding at home or has gone to ground. Teenage daughters are notoriously bad at keeping secrets,” Greg chuckles. “I need anything that I can exploit.”
This is a job I can definitely get behind, and I nod.
Walking inside, we sign paperwork that makes us officially part of the team.
Lennon
I spent most of the afternoon napping with Turner and Roark while hooked up to an IV or eating. I’m kind of tired of being in bed to be honest.
At one point, I complain because I am starting to feel lazy. “I feel like I should be doing something productive,” I sigh, taking a bite of lemongrass chicken and rice, then stop to chew, my eyes closing. “God I love food so much.”
Roark chuckles. “I know, baby girl, which is why you’re going to eat your fill, right? Then we can snuggle some more or watch a movie. It’s just really important that you keep the IV in,” he rumbles.
“I know. I’m just whining, ignore me. I’m lucky to be able to say this is my biggest problem today,” I sigh.
Turner walks into the bedroom, eyes on me as he brings another pitcher of water inside. I’ve had to pee more than I ever had in my life, but I’m also so thirsty. It’s the oddest thing.
“Would you feel better if you talked to your sister?” Turner asks, pulling out his phone.
My eyes brighten because I’ve been wanting to talk to her. “Fuck yes! But, I need to brush my hair first,” I laugh.
Turner grins. “You need to finish eating, and that’s all I’m going to comment on.”
Roark still walks to the bathroom and grabs a hairbrush, putting it on the nightstand for when I finish eating.
I happily take another few bites before calling it. “I’m full,” I laugh. “This was amazing, Roark, as always.”
He takes my plate, kisses my forehead, and walks out of the room. I turn to grab the brush, holding in a wince, because my muscles are still sore.
“Pssh, Lavender, I’ll brush your hair. You can decide what you want to do with it afterwards,” Turner soothes, picking it up.
I’m the most spoiled person on earth. I’m absolutely okay with it after how long they spent without me. I’ll be lucky to be able to not have them follow me into the bathroom for a while.
Even with the tracker.
Turner makes quick work of brushing my hair until it’s knot free and shiny. He grabs a mirror, only hesitating for a moment before handing it to me. I’ve been ignoring mirrors for a bit, and I sigh as I see my neck is an unhealthy bloom of color.
I was going to put my hair into a messy bun, but I may give Layla a heart attack. Pulling my hair forward, I press my lips together in an effort to stifle the emotion that wells up.
