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We climbed into the helicopter, and Wasp settled into the pilot seat.
“I took some photos of the drug lab.” Cobra showed me his camera. “The brass are gonna piss their pants when they see what you found.”
I nodded at Jabeen, and a tiny smile crossed her lips as she nodded back. I was going to do everything in my power to make sure the right people knew how much she’d helped me. And hopefully, in turn, Jabeen and her son would receive the freedom they deserved.
Channing nudged his shoulder to mine and rested his hand on my thigh. I pressed my hand over his, and a delicious warmth washed through me.
I did it. All those months of hard work had paid off.
Now those drugs wouldn’t ruin any more lives.
The conversation in the helicopter was minimal as Wasp flew us back to base. When we landed, I’d barely had time to thankJabeen before her and Insaf were whisked away by a team of soldiers and a medic.
“She’ll be okay,” Ghost said.
“I hope so. She risked her life for me.”
Channing came to my side, and Ghost winked at him. “Your secret is safe with me.”
“What secret?” He frowned.
“You two lovebirds.” She grinned and wiggled her perfect eyebrows. “I see the way you look at each other. Seems like it wasn’t all hell for you in that cave.”
A hint of mischief glimmered in Channing’s eyes as he wrapped his arm over my shoulder and squeezed me to his side. “You can tell whoever you want. We don’t have any secrets. Do we, Goodspeed?”
My heart swelled with a golden warmth as I smiled at him. “No, we don’t.”
“Ha! Good for you.” Ghost’s expression was a mixture of surprise and delight.
But I just hoped Channing’s family shared his enthusiasm.
CHAPTER 11
Wolf
Six weeks later.
I pulled my F150 truck to the curb in front of my parents’ house, but rather than go in, I leaned against the hood. My brother hadn’t arrived yet, which was exactly what I’d hoped for. I wanted to catch him before he went inside. I certainly didn’t need my parents overhearing what I needed to discuss with him.
The sun was sinking behind the house when Talon skidded into Mom and Dad’s driveway in his Dodge Charger.
He rolled his eyes at me as he killed the engine. We’d had many heated arguments in that driveway, and with what I’d planned to discuss, we were likely about to have one more.
Talon opened his door, shaking his head at me. Maybe he sensed the anger coursing through me that I’d been attempting to tame all afternoon.
He strolled toward me. "Hey, bro. What's going on?”
“We need to talk.”
He groaned. “Sounds fucking ominous.”
“It’s about Makenna.”
“Goodspeed?” His eyes bulged.
“Yeah, Makenna and I are back together.”
Talon did a double take. “You're fucking kidding.”
