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"You should go refresh that for me." Matt glanced his way.
Xander grinned. "And you should—"
"Noam's called for a team meeting right away." Kasey stuck his head into the room. "He's about ten minutes out."
"Anyone called Beau?" Bryon asked.
"He's working and can't get away. Said to let Faith have his say on anything medical." Kasey turned and walked out.
"You know what this is about?" Xander asked Matt.
"I have an idea." Matt glanced at Bryon. "Stay calm and listen to everything he has to say. He's got the safety of the team in mind."
"Shit, if you have to warn him to stay calm, this isn't going to be good." Xander stood.
"If it saves lives, it's not bad." Matt got up and leaned in to kiss Xander. "Our goal is to get Trenton home and shut down the trafficking ring. Sometimes things are bigger than we can handle alone."
Bryon wrinkled his brow. "I'm really not going to like this."
"You'll forget about it all if it works and we have Trenton back."
That was true, but his biggest fear wasn't just getting Trenton back, it was what condition he'd be in when they did.
Determined to listen to every option, he made his way to the living room. He smiled at Faith as she looked up from her phone.
"I'm restocking the fridge. You want anything certain?" She asked. "I'm making a list."
"You're the best." She knew how much he hated shopping. "Coffee and coffee filters."
She typed it into her phone.
They'd tried to use one of those fancy once cup machines for a while, but it just wasn't enough. They needed coffee ready to go, and a lot of it. No one had time to sit around and wait for a cup to fill. They'd finish off a pot between all of them before one coffee mug filled from the fancy machine.
Kasey walked in and sat down beside Faith.
"Grocery list." She held up her phone.
"Oh, grab some more of the pizza bite things. We're out."
She made a face. "So unhealthy."
"Good thing I'm friends with a doctor." He nudged her leg with his.
The room fell silent as Noam walked in. He was dressed in a nice, perfectly pressed suit, which was something Bryon had never seen Noam wear. He looked as if he's just appeared in court or something. The look on his face was serious, and he noticed Noam didn't look his way.
Whatever was going on, was going to piss him off, he was sure of it.
"Beau here?" Noam looked around.
"Faith's sitting in for him." Kasey walked over and kissed Noam on the cheek. "Just get this out in the open before Bryon has a stroke."
Bryon flipped Kasey off.
Noam cleared his throat and eased his jacket off. He tossed it over the back of a chair and took a seat. "First, I should apologize for taking action without talking to the team first, but I had limited time to get a meeting with the D.A.."
Bryon's head started to throb. "You met with the district attorney?"
"Yep. And you can kick my ass for it later, but I think this is the only way we are going to handle this. I told Jason, the D.A., about what we knew about. I told him enough to get his attention, but not enough to have him be able to jump out and act on his own. He's waiting on my phone call to share the rest of the information, but I had to talk to the team before I took that step." He rested his arms on his legs as he leaned forward. "I think we all know that this trafficking ring is bigger than we can handle. The chances of one or more of us being killed going in is high. I know we all would risk it to save Trenton but I think we need to take a step back from playing hero on this one and ask for help."
