Page 14 of Citiali: Teach
Raid laughs. “He’s not but might as well be. He’s like Harky and MB.”
I want to meet Marks and Harky.
Putam laughs. “You should. Ginny told me to bring you up there.”
I nod seeing the BSC map. Bravo is our closest Club to the east, they’re due south of Phoenix. Champion is due east of Phoenix.Rising²is northeast of Phoenix. I think Cooper is Elan and he’s due north of Phoenix. The west side has Alpha, Guardian and Honor. Phoenix is completely surrounded by BSCbut veers into other states north and west of it in the same compass rose pattern like this one but it covers MC Badass Colorado. There are Clubs planned the same way surrounding the FBI/Badass Training Center. It’s not the first time I’ve wondered how they populate all these Clubs.
A kick to my foot has me looking across the table at MB. “You’re with me tonight, we’re out at three from my Club.”
I nod. “With the dogs but I’m not familiar with them.”
He’s surprised. “We sent dogs to Virginia.”
“I wasn’t on Ops with them. I was ground out of Hemy’s Club. We didn’t live at Aaron’s and I wasn’t really welcome there.” I feel his concern but he doesn’t ask.
He turns toward Cort. “Boss, Citiali hasn’t seen or worked with Ops dogs.”
I’m not sure I’ll get to see this surprised look often so I note it. Cort relaxes. “Bastille is on but won’t have dogs from Princes.” Cort doesn’t sound convinced and turns toward Justice. “This works?”
“It does, Boss. Citiali isn’t on Ops with dogs. Zeus and Prometheus don’t need a Lead, they’ll have Mass Enforcer’s on them, Virginia ability Brothers helping the FBI with them and Harky as Control. Mase, MB, Bastille, Citiali and Teller are going in one side. Mucimi and Teller will transport. Zeke, Mucimi and me the others with Bastille, Blake, Harley and Freedom.”
Alder stands on his chair. “I volunteer to Ops, Pres Cort.”
Cort nods. “Doc and Chop said you would. They’ll be with the plane. Ops gear and real bullets if you’re going in.”
Alder nods once. “I will be ready.” His mind chose words for that. “Cover to medical Champion?”
“I got Sawbones there; Patcher will call Chenoa if he needs help.”
Alder does the one nod again.
Cort goes on with the plan, Justice shows us locations on a board then shuts it down. Everything is mapped out but not planned out, we get objective. It’s how we get Ops plans in Virginia. Control will keep us covered. Once they start talking about drones, I look around. MB is watching me so I throw him chin. I don’t read unless it’s open and he’s not giving anything away.
I smile when Justice suggests we eat. It sounds like this was planned by an ability Protector and Justice will keep it open for us.
“Do you know Ken? He was FBI.”
Standing, I nod to MB. “I heard of him but never ran FBI Ops. They have military that run those. I was strictly DC out of Hemy’s Club. We had four teams that took Ops from the big Club. Some of our members were military but most from Liberty.” I see his confusion. “Indian.”
His brow smooths. “I was trained in Mass, they’re the only ones that took my app without making me jump through hoops.”
I see it from Putam. “The readers made sure you’d stay. How did you get here in the West?”
He smiles. “Harky. Him and Zeus saved what was left of two units. Badass trained me in Mass and sent me here with him. Bastille got legs and stayed in Mass. He was with the other unit members saved.”
I nod seeing it and work to keep the wince and pain I feel inside. My hand on the chair holds me up and MB sees it. I send energy getting chin back. He carries it but uses it instead of letting it hold him down. The woman’s face I see has me breathing easier. His purpose changed.
I look him in the eye. “Thank you.”
He nods. “The blue and paint on your face is gone.”
My head whips to Putam. “Paint? Axe said it too.”
He throws me a picture. “No gold eyes but it shows. Did you ask for strength?”
I nod. “The searing pain I felt pulled enough energy that my back came alive with it.”
Justice is by me. “Let me see. I’m lifting your cut and shirt.”
