Page 6 of UnTrained: Volume One
AIDEN
3 days ago
“Jesus.” I push a hand through my hair. “This has to be a joke.”
Andi gives me a sharp look. “Care to rephrase that?”
Across the table, Gavin and Jake smirk.
I give them a dirty look. They were part of the team when Andi was a new recruit in our unit. Maybe our director wouldn’t terrify me as much if I’d seen her naked, too.
But then, Andi rose through the ranks at the CIA and is now in charge of the very men in charge of her training. Just that makes her intimidating, if you ask me.
I take a breath. “Apologies, Director. I’m just not certain how this case landed with our unit.”
I’m not a fucking babysitter.The last thing I need is to help some traumatized woman recover from whatever trafficking organization someone decided to take down.
Can’t some social worker take care of this?
Andi tilts her head. “You are part of a covert ops unit, Agent. We take on whatever requires our services.”
She shifts her gaze away from me, and her message is clear: conversation over.
“Is there any information on the subjects?” Alex asks. Freaking brown-noser.
Andi shakes her head. “Unfortunately, we don’t have much. We don’t even know which women we will receive, their backgrounds, or what their experience with the organization has been.”
“How many?” Gavin asks.
“Two.” Andi pushes a stack of identical file folders across the table. “This is what we know about the organization, as well as the first stages of the operation.”
I take one of the folders. It’s thin, which means there’s not much to go on.
Andi pushes her chair back from the table and stands. “I’ll leave you to it. Let me know if you have any questions.” Her heels click against the tile floor as she exits the room.
When the door shuts behind her, I look at the other men. “How do you want to do this? One team, or split into twos?”
Gavin shrugs. “I’ll look them both over, as the medic, but beyond that, maybe we see what they need. Who they respond to. That might dictate how we run things.”
“Sounds good.” Jake stands and picks up his folder. “I’ll see you then.”
I roll my eyes. Hell, I’d be easygoing if I had the love of my life waiting for me at home, like Gavin and Jake do.
Both of their women started as subjects of one of our operations. Tessa, Jake’s fiancée, was a recruit, like Andi. Gavin, on the other hand, started as a bodyguard for the woman who is now his wife.
I’m not here for a wife or a fiancée or even a fucking girlfriend. I’m here to do my job, no matter who the subject is.
NOW
If I had my way, we would have arrested the assholes who dropped off the women, but they’re probably just low-level delivery men.
Still, anger boils in my stomach as they drive away.
Gavin elbows me, reminding me that we have a job to do.
I turn to the row of crates. Fucking dog crates.
Two of them with women huddled inside.
