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“You don’t need to. I can feel the weight of your opinions in your stares.”
“Not getting involved,” Aubrey confesses, lifting her mug to her lips.
“Too late. You’re here, you’re involved.”
“In that?” she says, pointing toward the hallway. “I really fucking hope not. Way too much drama for my liking.”
I sigh, dragging my hand down my face as I stalk toward the fridge.
Before we returned home, I put things in place to ensure we had everything we needed for an extended stay here should it be necessary. I just really fucking hope they pulled through because— I breathe a sigh of relief when I find it stocked with food and drink.
“You and me both,” I explain as I rummage around, trying to decide what to make us all for dinner.
“You knew you were wrong keeping this from her. Whatever she does from here on out is fully deserved.”
“Should have known that you’d take her side.”
“If you’d have just listened to me in the first place and told her everything?—”
“Really?” I bark, pulling a load of ingredients out and throwing them down on the counter.
Fuck, it’s good to be home.
Cooking in the safe house kitchen was fine. But there is nothing like being in the one I designed myself.
Without thought, I reach for pans and knives, and everything else I’m going to need.
“Just saying… you totally deserve whatever punishment she comes up with.”
“Haven’t you got anything more useful to say? Like some suggestions of where we go from here.”
“They’re going to discover you’re all alive sooner or later,” Griff pipes up helpfully.
“I know.” I’ve increased security in every way I can on this place. But it is only a matter of time.
“I’ve got a meeting with Saint tomorrow. If I can get him to agree with our plan then we could have this finished by the end of the week.”
“I love your positivity,” Aubrey mutters.
“And if he doesn’t agree?” Griff asks. “We still have no idea where those motherfuckers are hiding. They’re more likely to get another jump on you again than you are on them.”
“Not going to happen,” I state confidently.
Neither of them says anything, they don’t need to. I feel their doubt. And I fucking hate it.
“We’ve done the right thing,” I argue.
“Not saying you didn’t. I’m just not sure?—”
“We’ll get them. There is no other option. Fuck,” I bark, throwing my knife down on the side with a loud clatter as the weight of everything we’re dealing with presses down on me.
“Reid, what?—”
“Excuse me,” I mutter, stalking out of the room and straight toward my office.
Neither of them say anything but their eyes don’t leave me until I turn the corner.
The sight of the mud that JD trailed through the house in his need to get to Alana barely registers as I step into my safe haven and slam the door behind me.
