Page 49 of Allegiance

It was Ethan Blackhawk.

If he was slumming on a park bench with him, that meant his wife, Elizabeth, was somewhere in town.

The Hunters were about to be really busy.

Well, that was a good reason to leave tonight. He didn’t want another promised case, where he was trapped by her.

When he turned his head further, he not only saw him, but he saw two Marines nearby. They were in street clothes, but he could tell they had some guns on them.

And body armor.

Yeah, someone was taking their security seriously. It was likely because of Lyzbeth’s promotion.

They were personal security.

“What are you doing here, Blackhawk?” he asked, no humor or warmth in his voice.

Oh, well, Ethan had a very good answer for that.

HIM.

He was on a mission to help save Dakota from himself. It was all because Elizabeth, his wife, had a soft spot in her heart for this asshole.

Personally, he could care less.

Let him burn.

BUT…

Love made you do stupid things.

On top of his wife’s affinity for this dick, Jinx had made a call to Elizabeth right after she had been summoned to Eve’s home. She’d been worried and needed help.

And they loved Heath, who loved Jinx, so that made this their problem on a few sides.

Everyone knew the ONLY person who could talk Dakota down when he was being a douchebag was Elizabeth.

Only, she had a full plate now, so this shitshow circus was his to wrangle.

“We’re coming to reminisce in a city we love,” he said, lying his ass off. “Aren’t the Blackhawks allowed a holiday?” he asked.

Dakota laughed.

“I call bullshit on that one. You’re too busy to be slumming it in this park with me. Just say what you need to say, and head on out. I’m in no mood.”

Yeah, he could see that.

And that was why he was going to enjoy this wholeheartedly.

Dakota was a little too big for his britches, and he’d forgotten what they’d allowed him when it came to freedom to slay his demons.

Well, it was payback time.

The Blackhawks weren’t the only ones who had sold their souls to the government. The Hunters had too.

He could bet that this was going to hurt. Maybe it was petty, but none of Elizabeth’s husbands liked this man more than just to say hello.

Call them cavemen, but their wife had a soft spot for him, and a place in her heart.

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