Rogue noticed that they had installed way more surveillance along the route, so he knew they would have a welcome party when they pulled up to the massive sprawling home.
Of course, he had called ahead so Quick knew they were coming and were bringing the boys with them.
“My lips are sealed,” Rebel said and zipped his mouth with his fingers.
“I won’t tell anybody. I don’t know anybody,” Boston said with a slight laugh.
Rogue shot Wrath a quick glance. That was the first half laugh that he had ever heard come from Boston.
A group of people, both men and women, stood gathered in front of the eight-bedroom house. In the back were several bunkhouses where both men and women stayed for training.
It wasn’t filled yet, but Rogue had no doubts that Quick would have it stocked with people who had passed the several tests it took to get into the place.
“Damn, it’s good to see you.” Quick strode up to him and gave him a gentle hug. “I thought you’d met your maker there for a minute.”
“No, it’s going to take more than a couple of bullets to take me down,” Rogue said with a smile.
“Damn right,” Wrath agreed and when Quick stretched out his hand, Wrath shook it.
“I’m Wrath.”
“Quick,” the man with bright green eyes said. “It’s nice to see that Rogue has someone. And you two are Rebel and Boston.”
Quick turned to the boys but got them mixed up. Rebel snickered and corrected Quick.
“There’s food in the barn,” Quick told the pair, and Boston and Rebel raced off into the red barn just to the right of the house.
“No manners,” Wrath said with a chuckle.
“It’s cool.” Quick drew them over to a man who stood patiently waiting.
“So, tell me about the changes?” Rogue said to Quick.
“Well, right now, the ranch works as a training facility for Genesis and also active military personnel. These are men and women who are interested in becoming a part of Genesis, but are waiting for their six months to be up.”
“Like Crow?” Rogue suggested, glancing around.
“Exactly,” Quick said.
“Who runs the active side of things?” Wrath, who was a former Navy SEAL, asked.
“That would be Viper, who reports to the current SecDef,” Quick said.
“And Real runs Genesis.”
Quick nodded and Jagger came jogging over the dusty ground. When he reached them, the man gave a quick smile and offered his hand to him first and then Wrath.
“I’m Jagger,” the man said. Jagger was well built, with curly brown hair and soft brown eyes. Standing next to Quick, the two men were completely opposite. Jagger was slender while Quick was heavily muscled.
“Let me introduce you to some of our core crew,” Quick said and pointed to the group of people as he spoke their names.
“This is Memphis. That’s Steel and Gray over there. I think you both know Winter.” Quick nodded to the big guy.
“Who’s guarding Stone?” Wrath razzed Winter and the guy smirked.
“Stone is inside.” Winter gestured with his thumb toward the house.
“Ah, I see.” Wrath smirked.