Page 148 of Out on a Limb
It was one of the main reasons they were the only security company in the state. No one else could handle the frigid temperatures.
It was also one of the main reasons their income was so lucrative and their schedule was so full. The cold meant less people and fewer cops. In Alaska you could virtually disappear. Good for the woman they were on their way to meet.
But also good for criminals looking to hide out.
Shawn jumped into the driver’s seat and immediately pulled away. “How was the flight?”
“Fine.” Wade settled back in his seat. “Where is she at?”
“I set her up in number five. Figured she deserved the nicest we had to offer since we dropped the ball.”
Wade caught Shawn’s eyes in the rearview mirror. “Wedropped the ball?”
“Her father sent an email letting me know he was putting her on the next plane. Apparently there was an incident.”
Fuck. No wonder this woman was upset. “What kind of an incident?”
“He came to her house. Stood just outside the reach of the security cameras so she couldn’t prove he was there.”
They didn’t deal with too many domestic cases. Most of what they did leaned more toward the jobs that no one else would take, either because of the questionable dealings of the client, or because the threat of violence was more of a guarantee.
It was why they could charge what they did. The people they protected had the money to pay it and no other options.
But this woman would have multiple options available to her. Anyone would have taken her case on.
“Why did they hire us?” Brock voiced the thought working its way through Wade’s head.
Shawn looked at them long and hard in the mirror. “I think you know the answer to that. He wants his daughter safe.” Shawn paused just long enough. “At any cost.”
They weren’t mercenaries.
Technically.
But if the opportunity arose to take out someone who needed taking out, Team Rogue was more than happy to do the world a favor.
Wade gave Shawn a nod. “Fair enough.”
Brock leaned forward. “You have our phones?”
“Everything’s in the back.” Shawn turned the SUV onto the narrow road leading to one of the ten safe-houses in the small town of Brisbane that Alaskan Security called home. “I grabbed you some clothes, but you might have to get more between shifts.”
While out-of-state jobs were all work all the time, most local jobs were done with two-man teams, each working in ten-hour blocks before switching out.
Unless shit was going bad. Then it was all hands on deck, all the time.
As long as nothing went wrong, this would be a nice break after working around-the-clock for a month.
Number five came into view as the Rover bumped down the snow-covered drive. It was the largest of the cabins Alaskan Security owned, with six bedrooms and a large, open kitchen sporting high-end appliances. Usually it was reserved for either their highest paying jobs, or the most dangerous, where multiple guards were required to be on hand at all times. “How many men are on this?”
“Just two at a time.” Shawn’s gaze didn’t meet his in the mirror. “For now.”
Wade started to ask what the fuck that meant, but Shawn cut him off, throwing the SUV into park and jumping out. “I’ll introduce you. Then I’ve got to go. Got another job I gotta get lined up before someone dies.”
“Wouldn’t want that to happen, now would we?” Wade didn’t even try to keep the disdain out of his tone. He used to look at this job differently. Used to think it didn’t matter who he protected, as long as he was successful.
Now he wasn’t so sure.
Shawn started up the shoveled sidewalk toward the porch, but stopped suddenly, turning to face them, his eyes trained on Wade. “Be nice to her. She’s been through a lot.”
