Page 35 of Tactically Acquired

“And when I do, I start thumping my foot on the floor.”

I felt Spencer tap my shoulder and turned around, still not sure what to say about the man and his rabbits.

“I think we should just go home,” he whispered.

“What? And ruin our vacation plans?”

“This is not a vacation,” he hissed. “We’ve been kidnapped!”

“Actually, we’re on our way to the island right now. You heard him. He’s taking us to a safe house. That’s the island.”

He frowned. “Are you sure?”

“Pretty much.” I patted his hand in reassurance and gave him a hug. He was always so nervous about everything. When we got to the “safe house”, he was going to need at least a half day to decompress.

“I hate my life,” he grumbled.

“One more movie and then we’re home free.”

I heard a scoff from behind me and turned a glare on Baldy. “Excuse me. This is a private conversation.”

“We’re all in one vehicle, lady. Nothing’s private.”

“My name is not lady.”

“Yeah, well, my name isn’t Baldy,” he huffed.

“This is gonna be a fun ride,” Thumper muttered.

“I could?—”

“Don’t even think about it,” Thumper glared at IRIS.

“You didn’t even listen to what I had to say.”

“I already know what you were going to say. This is a rental. No explosives of any kind allowed.”

It didn’t really surprise me that these guys wanted to play with explosives. I learned a long time ago that stuntmen loved to play with anything they could blow up.

“Typical men fighting over their toys.”

“How about you just take a nap until the ride is over,” Baldy suggested.

I bit my tongue and refused to rise to the bait. I wouldn’t be with him that much longer. As soon as I saw Craig, I was so going to get this asshole in trouble, and then he would regret ever crossing me.

10

SLIDER

A loud snore interrupted the silence like a machine gun. I glanced at the woman currently resting her head on my shoulder and sighed. Why couldn’t she have fallen asleep on Spencer’s shoulder? My eyes met Thumper’s in the rearview mirror and the smirk on his face made me wanted to punch him in the throat and then toss his ass out the window.

“This wasn’t exactly the way I saw this trip going,” IRIS sighed.

“At least it’s more entertaining than just having them at OPS with us.”

“In what way?” I grumbled. “Now we get to take them along for the ride and deal with their attitudes.”

“It’ll be a learning experience,” IRIS grinned.

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