Page 36 of The Job

“We gave her enough cash that she would have been able to pay for it if she had a lease or something,” Riot says.

“Yeah, we did,” I reply.

“Hopefully, the cops won’t think that she was involved in the disappearance of the target,” Luc frowns.

“I doubt that they will even be made aware that he’s missing. The only person who could have reported him missing was Rebecca, and she didn’t stick around long enough to know that he was missing. Jimmy isn’t likely to report him missing since he was the one that shot him, and he most likely has people in the force to cover shit up anyway. They weren’t married, and he didn’t have a job,” Cash starts to explain and then adds, “She is probably safer and less likely to be accused in this situation than anyone else.”

“Thank fuck,” I reply.

My sentiment is echoed around the car.

“Did you find the next flight?” Jensen asks.

Cash nods, “Yeah, it’s in about twenty minutes; they are cutting it really close.”

“They will be okay,” I reply. Reassuring myself and the others. “When is the next one?”

“Three hours later,” he replies.

“Okay, that’s not too bad,” Riot says.

“Are we going to head home?” Luc asks.

I nod, “Yeah, I don’t think we should hang around for any longer than we have to, and now that we know that the kid and his mom are safe.”

“Yeah, I think that you are right,” Cash agrees.

We hadn’t actually unpacked, so it takes no time at all to load everything into the truck, make sure that the house is clean and there is no trace of us, and then we head out.

As we leave the city, heading home after what feels like way longer than a few days, I say, “I’m glad that we managed to do a good thing and help someone get out of a shitty situation.”

“But?” Rafe signs.

“But, I wish that we had found Ever instead,” I reply honestly.

“Me too,” Cash agrees. “Let’s go home.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Atlas

“So, what are we doing again?” Rage asks me, yawning.

We had a late night last night, and we wouldn’t have if we had known that Alaric was going to call on us today. That was bad timing on everyone’s part. He had to call several times, in order to wake us up and it’s taken so long to do so, that he’s now waiting outside of the gates of Blackbreak for us, and it’s late afternoon.

We didn’t get in until the early hours of the morning, so I think he’s lucky that we are up now.

“We have got to grab our gear and meet Alaric by the gates,” I remind him for the fourth time, “we’ve got a job.”

“Right, got it,” Rage replies, his hair going in all directions.

We both quickly grab our stuff and chuck into my car. We will drive to the gates since they are quite far away from the house and then we will leave it in the lot there. It will be safe and make it easier and quicker to get back to the house when we get back from whatever the job is that Alaric has for us.

“Did he say anything about what the job was?” Rage asks.

I shake my head, “No, but by the time he actually managed to get hold of me, he was pissed and already outside, so he wasn’t really in a sharing mood.”

Rage chuckles, “Fair enough.”

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