They all got it.
“If you want out,” he said, lowering his voice so that he could give them one last chance, “I will do it alone.”
They all shook their heads.
That wasn’t happening.
“I want to go on the record and say this is insane, and incredibly cavalier of her,” Stella admitted.
That had Jagger’s attention.
“Really, Stella, she wouldn’t ask if she thought there was any other way to do it.”
It was clear that she was angry.
“I know. I’m just tired,” she said. “And scared.”
Jinx was honest.
“We all are, Stella, but what choice do we have? We want our lives back, and to save those women. This is the hill we have to die on.”
Stella didn’t like the way that sounded.
At all.
Her husband was important.
He was her everything, and there was no way she wanted to do this alone.
The Major had better deliver.
Or there was going to be hell to pay.
Outside In the Van…
When Remmy caught up, Calyx was already on the phone. She was making the call, and she put it on speaker so he could hear it—in case her loyalty was ever called into question.
On the second ring, it was answered.
“This had better be good,” Merla said.
“Hey, it’s Calyx. I had a message from a buyer. Someone needs a job done.”
“Calyx, I just spent the night blowing four guys in some orgy. I’m tired. Cruz is up later tonight.”
Remington heard the name, and he knew the Major was playing this right.
“I know, but it’s about him. Someone is offering a big payout for information on him. Don’t you want out of that contract?”
She sounded interested.
“How big?”
“A million,” she said.
Merla whistled.
“Is this going to be Mikey O’,” she asked. “I know he’s looking for the man.”