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“Let’s drop off the cargo, and get the mom to the plane. Then, we have to spring an ex-CIA operative, and deal with Reaper.”
That worked for him.
“And go home?”
She nodded.
“And go home.”
Finally.
* * * H U N T E R S * * *
Chartres
Hours Later
There was one last thing on her list of things to do.
It was to heal a man who was still carrying scars of his past. Remington was almost rehabilitated.
All it took was a family.
Some friends.
And love.
He’d be back to doing what he did best, helping her handle this mess in NOLA.
She hoped.
Now, The Hunters could focus on Gamble, and start the process of patching him up.
He would be going to stay with his therapist, in a couple of days, when Doctor Poe Seville had his schedule cleared.
Hopefully, they’d fix him up too.
Love was a damn good weapon in the fight against pain.
When Remmy came into the kitchen, he looked worse for the wear.
That night in the swamp had taxed him, but he’d been able to pull it off.
She knew he’d heal up just fine.
Calyx had gone home, finally safe, with her parting words being pretty damn amusing.
‘There had better not be any bodies in my damn bar!’
Little did she know, they already handled that. Zayn had a friend pick them up.
What he did with the bad guys…
Not her problem.
Now, this was the final part of his healing process. It was make-or-break time.
“Hey,” he said as she gave him a hug.
