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“No. Aunt Meghan is here and Grannie. We’re going to do something together.” That elicited not only another eye roll from Meghan but one from CJ. She’d been hoping to take a nap after they’d finished their chat. Looks like that was going to be out of the question.
Chapter 7
The flight from Atlanta to Denver had seen non-stop turbulence. Rocky was an extreme understatement. It was nice to be back on solid ground. Following the throng of people, he made his way to the rental car area to get his car. Except they didn’t have one. Perfect.
This trip had been FUBAR from the moment he’d stepped into Norfolk Airport—except for Meghan. So maybe he had to deal with all this shit to have found his woman. He’d been through worse, he’d deal. It would be a lot easier after he had a hot shower and a couple of hours of shut-eye.
“We’re sorry. If you could give us about ten minutes, we should have one for you.”
“Okay. Thanks.” It wouldn’t pay to give the counter guy a hard time, it wasn’t his fault. He was supposed to pick up the car yesterday, it’s not surprising that they rented it to someone else. In the scheme of things, what was another ten minutes? It gave him a chance to give Tex a call.
“Rafe. Bet you’re glad to be on the ground?”
“How. Never mind. And fuck yes. It was rough.”
“It looked like it.”
“Did you find out anything else? Anything I can tell Meghan?”
“Some but not enough. My regular channels were down. I had to go deeper.”
“I’m guessing that’s not normal?”
“No. Not for something like this. It’s not military or classified, it should have been easy.”
“Sounds like someone is hiding something.”
“You’re right. Except it’s a someone, not a something. The Georgia senator’s daughter to be exact.”
“What? She’s part of that group?”
“Yup. And they don’t want anyone to know it. Understandable, if the Taliban finds out they have an HVT it will go one of two ways and both will end in a bloodbath.”
Rafe whistled just under his breath. No shit. Talk about a high-value target. “Fuck me running.”
“In a word or three. I’m surprised you haven’t been spun up yet.”
“I’m sure it’s coming, it’s our section.”
“What are you going to tell Meghan?”
“I don’t know. Once the team is read in, I can’t tell her anything. This sucks donkey balls.”
“Glad I’m not in your shoes. I did some digging into her too. She’s smart, cares about others, takes care of her family. She’s got the brother and a sister. The sister is married with twins. Her dad passed away three years ago after a heart attack. Her mother is still alive but was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s six months ago.”
“Holy shit. I didn’t ask you to do that.”
“I know. But I wanted to make sure you weren’t getting yourself into anything that could fuck you later.”
“Thanks, I think. Anything else? Want to tell me when she lost her virginity?”
“I could… “
“I was kidding.”
“So was I.”
“Mr. Rafe Buchanan, please come to the Enterprise Service Desk.”
