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And with that, he got in his car and headed down the driveway to the gate.
When he was gone, Axelle was honest.
“I want the three of you to be careful,” Axelle said. “We don’t need anything on the news that the Deputy Director of the FBI is hotdogging it around NOLA.”
She gasped.
“Hotdogging? Maybe raising Hell, but hotdogging? Who even says that?” she asked, laughing.
Axelle shook her head.
“You know what I mean. I need you to not stand out. Blend in.”
Well, that was going to be one hell of a job.
It wasn’t like she wasn’t well-known, and the second Chris’ jet took off, the media would assume she was off on a case.
In fact, that might help her out.
Oh, and she knew how.
Someone was going to New Orleans to not work a case while she pretended to work a case.
Her security would be thrilled.
This should be interesting and deadly for Artemis Dubois.
Now, that was a plan that she could get behind.
Any.
Damn.
Day.
Chapter One
Monday Morning
The Next Day
New Orleans
Chartres Street
E veryone in the family was laying low, and that was perfectly fine by Gene Cantrell. There was a reason for that. They spread themselves out across the multiple homes so that if the shit went down, and someone hit them, the family wasn’t all in one spot.
The last thing they needed was for someone in the family to get hurt. The city had been too quiet and as they cleaned up after the dirty cops, they were being cautious.
Oh, and that cleanup was not easy.
They had their hands full as it was, excluding that mess. They had a family to take care of.
Who?
A broken Marine/ex-CIA agent who they called their family.
With Gamble back, he was a hot mess, and someone had to stay and watch over him.
