Page 54 of The Protective Gryphen

Oh, well, Callen knew who he was talking about. There was no doubt there.

“We’re still searching. Don’t worry. No one knows you’re there. The media has nothing in it about me landing there, so you’re clear. Go, wander around, and live a life of anonymity. I’m jealous.”

Well, that answered his question, it looked like it was definitely safe if they were going into the town. Yes, he already told Ian they could, but now, he wouldn’t have to freak out.

Well, not overly.

“Check in later in the week, Gryph, and if we have word on Will, I’ll give it to you. Elizabeth has called out the dogs, and it’s only a matter of time.”

“Thanks, Callen.”

“You’re welcome. Enjoy.”

When Gryphen hung up, immediately, he called Saint to get the dirt on Graham. He trusted Callen, but he needed to hear this right from his brother.

A fellow Marine.

When Saint answered, he sounded like he was crazy busy with work.

He could hear Ivan in the background, and Demeter too.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, distracted. “Why are you calling me from across the ocean? Go get laid or something.”

Yeah, well, that was his plan until the twosome became a threesome.

Now, he had to make sure he could allow Ian to wander around freely, or if he had to be on alert nonstop. If that was the case, it was going to suck.

BIG-TIME.

“Saint, sorry to bother you, but I need to know all you know about Graham Lainey.”

He laughed.

“He’s good in bed. He’s a soldier. Call me later when I’m not trying to keep Ivan from killing Demeter and vice versa. It’s a shitshow here!”

Then, he hung up.

WHAT?

HE’S GOOD IN BED?

Did he hear him right?

Oh, well, holy shit.

It looked like his gaydar was right, and this castle didn’t have two gay men.

It had three.

And Gryphen didn’t like that.

NOT.

ONE.

BIT.

Chapter Three

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