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“Thank you,” she said, nodding at him.
It was about as close to a compliment as she was going to get. She stared at him, the salt-and-pepper hair making him appear more distinguished than it should. It didn’t seem fair that he didn’t have to do all the maintenance that she did, and yet he still looked the same as when they’d married thirty years ago.
They weren’t fooling one another. He had his little playthings on the side, usually far younger than they should be.
Ten years ago, they agreed that they wouldn’t bring their entertainment home. She didn’t want to walk in on him with a fifteen-year-old again, and he didn’t want to see her with two very large men in their bed.
So, they bought a small condo on the water and created a schedule where they could take their fun.
“I’ll need the condo tomorrow night,” she said, taking a bite of her pork chop.
“That shouldn’t be a problem. I may have to travel to the West Coast. There’s a problem with something out there.” He made a mental note to call the condo and get his guests to clear out immediately.
“I’m sorry to hear that,” she said with no real conviction.
“Are you entertaining tomorrow night?” he asked, staring at her above his martini.
“I am,” she smiled, crossing her legs in a sexy curl. “The usual, but they promise not to leave marks this time. I know how you hate seeing that.” He chuckled, shaking his head.
“Oh, darling. I don’t hate it. I just wish I were the one delivering those marks on your body.”
“We’ve had a deal for a lot of years, Jon. It’s benefited us both. Don’t get greedy now. I know things. More things than you think, and I’ve made sure that what I know is secure. You fuck with me, and I will ruin you.”
“Careful, darling. You’re sounding like a jealous wife.” She smiled at him, uncurling her legs as the waiter took the plates away.
“If you’ll excuse me, I need to use the ladies’ room. Try not to poison my drink.”
“Your drink is gone, and you’re not ordering another. We need to leave soon,” he frowned. She disappeared down the long hallway leading to the ladies’ room, leaving him to stew in his seat. If it killed her, she was going to take as long as possible just to make him wait.
Garvin watched her walking away and cursed his life. If he could just get this deal done, he wouldn’t have to bother with her again. He’d stage his death and disappear forever, leaving his lovely wife with a nice life insurance policy. Or even better, he’d come back as the lost hero, saving the day.
Or he’d kill her then disappear. He smiled to himself at that thought.
“Would you like another martini, admiral?” asked the waiter.
“No, thank you, Sean,” he smiled.
“Oh, I think the admiral is going to need another cocktail,” said Luke. “In fact, I think he’s going to need a lot of cocktails.” Garvin stared up at the big man, shaking his head.
“What do you want, Robicheaux?”
“Now, that’s not nice at all, admiral. We’ve come a long way to talk to you. See, we had to fix a sub that was literally a sitting duck in the frozen north.” Garvin said nothing but swigged the martini the waiter had just set on the table. He was fuming on the inside, wondering how in the hell they found the sub and fixed it. “You’re going to need more drinks than that.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, and need I remind you that I’m a high-ranking official in the United States Navyanda member of the Joint Chiefs? You’re on thin ice, Robicheaux.”
“No. I’m not. But you’re about to find out what happens to a high-ranking man in the Navy when he’s convicted of treason, conspiracy, and a whole bunch of other words that I’m too dumb to understand,” he smirked.
“No one will do a thing to me,” he said with a cocky grin.
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” said Nate, moving to stand in front of the table. “You and I are going to have a conversation.”
“Just you and me?” smiled Garvin. “Don’t forget that I’m trained as well. I might be a few years older than you, son, but I can handle myself.”
“Don’t call me son. That won’t end well for you. I’m so far above your experience and training you won’t even see my ass when I come to kill you. My name is Nathan Redhawk. Remember it. Get up.”
Garvin didn’t move, unsure if he heard the last name correctly. He knew about the Redhawks. He knew about their father and their grandfather, and if they were involved, he just might be fucked. Staring up at the dark-haired man, Nate leaned over the table.
“Get up, or I’m going to really embarrass you.”
