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“No.”
“Listen to me, Abe. I know this is difficult for you, but why in the hell would the feds still be hotly pursuing Wolford if their star witness was dead? They are moving forward with the trial despite the fact that without her, they have nothing.”
Abe stared at Hiro, letting all of that soak in. They’d lied to him. All of them had lied to him. He tried to sit up, but Doc and Wilson gently pushed him back.
“Where do you think you’re going?” asked Wilson.
“To kill some fucking people.”
CHAPTER FOUR
“First off, if you get to kill people, we get to go with you,” smirked Hex. “Secondly, we want to know what we’re dealing with here. We have to find out if she’s really alive.”
“Oh, she is, baby,” said Mama Irene, staring at the room of people. She walked toward Abe, kissing his cheek. “Welcome home, baby. I’m so glad you’re here. I was worried you’d be too late.” Abe frowned at the old woman, shaking his head.
“Grandma, what are you talking about?” asked Luke.
“Well, now. Sometimes, I get calls from folks and they need favors. We got all them bayou cabins that used to belong to the boys. Still do, I suppose, but we never use them.”
“Grandma, get to the point, please.”
“Right, okay. Well, got a call from John Fontenot. You remember him, Luke. Y’all went to school together. Nice boy.”
“Grandma!”
“You’re so impatient! Fine. John is with the FBI now. Asked a personal favor. Said he needed to keep someone safe, and I might know how to do that. Hide ‘em away for a few weeks, maybe longer. So, I put her in cottage one-nineteen. Out of the way but close enough if she needed help. I didn’t wanna leave her all alone out in the bayou.”
“Name, Grandma. Please.”
“Didn’t ask her name.” She turned to look at Abe. “I didn’t need to.”
“Get me to that cottage,” said Abe, looking up at Wilson and Doc. “Please, I’m begging you. Get me to that fucking cottage.”
“Alright, brother. But we make a stop at the pond first. Let’s get you right. Then we’ll take you to see this mystery woman.”
The sun was just rising above the bayou as they got to the pond. With a little help, Abe stripped and slid into the warm waters. He ducked his head beneath the steamy pond, relishing the feel of the warmth seeping into his weary muscles and bones. The scorching pain in his back was gone, his body suddenly felt better than it had in years. He swam a few laps back and forth, knowing the routine that worked best, then got out of the pond.
“Damn, brother. You’re lookin’ good,” smirked Cam.
“Are you checking me out?” asked Abe. He knew Cam was poking fun at him, but it felt good to poke fun back.
“Nope,” laughed Cam. “Just making an observation. You used to be the little one on the property. Looks like you had a growth spurt.”
“A little. I guess I’ve been gone too long. I’m sorry for that. Really, I am.”
“Too fucking long, brother,” said Luke. “Now, put your damn clothes on. Let’s go see your girl.”
They could barely keep up with Abe as he made his way to the cottage in the farthest corner of the compound. The light in the kitchen was on, and he noticed that the blinds were partially closed. Stepping up onto the porch, the others followed, and he turned.
“Sorry, brother. You’re not doing this alone,” said Hex. “Someone connected to her tried to kill you. I’d lay money on it.”
Abe tapped on the door, and it slowly opened. He nearly cried. There she was. Whole. In one piece. Her dark hair had been dyed a light brown, and she looked thinner than the last time he saw her. But that damn dimple was still there, and those big brown eyes were blinking at him.
“H-how? H-how is this possible?” she gasped.
“How is this possible?” repeated Abe. “I thought you were dead. I thought you were fucking dead!” His brief delight was suddenly replaced by anger. He was pissed. She knew he was a Navy SEAL. She could have found a way to call him. To communicate with him that she was okay.
“Abe,” whispered Luke. “Hi. Can we assume that you’re Lyra Wolford?”
