Page 53 of Hunted: Season Two

Garcia shared the bodycam feed with us from the officers that participated in the sting operations revealing very similar situations, proving he really doesthinkahead. They were all put in comparable scenarios so that no matterwhosnitched orwhoblamedwho, it would simply appear as though someone forgot a detail or misunderstood one versus someone knowingly betraying the group or purposely creating a raid. AsFastfresh as it would’ve been to have an elaborate scene and setup, the red and blues took a more realistic approach. They lured them to different diners – Bunny’s known MO – had plain clothes officers as patrons and used lookalikes as bait, eventually arresting them all for attempted unlawful abduction acts. The threat of felony charges had a successful way of getting them to confess everything and anything they could about McAdams, temporarily shutting him down.

Plus, aside from those wins, Bunny’s constantly been cooking meals that consist of more cheese than anything else.

Including tonight’s bacon macaroni and cheese that I’ve been thinking about nonstop since she mentioned it.

What can I say?

I’m a sucker for homemade mac.

Always have been.

It’s why when my old man was alive and Mom was out of town, he’d break out the blue box to try to cure my blues.

Never worked.

“I bought Kipp these cars as an ‘I love you’ and ‘I hope this takes your mind off the graveyard situation for a little bit’ present.” Her hands casually slide into her back jean pockets. “It’s been such a hellish stretch that…I don’t know.” An innocent shrug bounces her shoulders. “I just…figured…you could use something elsebesidesme sitting on your face as a distraction.”

I momentarily stop driving and swing my stare to her.

“I mean Mutt’s been working on the house renovation plans-”

“I’mreallyfucking tempted to just build us an entire new place from scratch. We have the property for it.”

“And I’ve been looking over Clothes Valley’s accounting records for Posie to see if I can help sort out of some their finances since she wants to become an upscale boutique while her mother wants to stay more thrift shoppy-”

“When the fuck did you get all girly, girly with Posie?” Nolan swiftly investigates on a turning of his head.

“Is that aproblemfor you?” Our girlfriend good naturedly goads. “Worried she’s gonna tell me some dirty or embarrassing secret that The Kid hasn’t already?”

He tosses the remote on the counter beside him on mumbled, “Fuck, I am now.”

“I figured,” Bunny resumes talking to me with a victorious smirk, “that until you get one of your side business requests where you get to play with cars that look like toys, you might enjoy playing with a toy car.”

It’s impossible not to bashfully grin.

She’s so fucking perfect.

Like the Aston Martin BD5.

Bond had it.

I have her.

His car came with a shit ton of lifesaving tools.

But in my case?

Sheisthe lifesaving tool.

The fact she’s sexy and smart and sweet and sassy and strong are just extra bells and whistles.

Kind of like his twin front mounted machine guns.

“You haven’t heard from Butler?” Nolan curiously questions, arm stretching out across the space behind me. “Or Big Mack?”

I shake my head prior to placing my controller down beside his. “I told ‘em I was on hiatus until further notice.”

“Perhapsnowshould be until further notice?” Bunny casually suggests, body swaying itself to be stationed directly in front of me. “We’re supposed to be ‘living life as normal’ to prove to Brad he’s not winning and to prove toourselvesthat we don’t have to live in fear, which would meanyoutaking off-the-books gigs again, wouldn’t it?”

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