Page 3 of Wrecked

“You do know that some of them will have to be brought here by force,” Savage said and the SecDef nodded.

“Yes, and that’s not going to be pretty,” Real said with a grimace.

“Rebel has been here before,” Savage pointed out.

“Yeah, but forcing Rebel is not going to fly,” Crow said and Will turned to him.

“You seem to know him.”

Crow shrugged and glanced away from the man’s penetrating stare.

“Speak up,” Real growled and Crow grimaced.

“Yeah, I know him a bit. He’s stubborn and difficult at best. It’s going to be hell to get him here.”

“Answer me this,” Will said, “can Rebel be saved?”

Crow knew what the man was asking. Could Rebel be brought into the fold and want to stay?

Because wanting to stay was a whole lot different than being forced to stay.

But maybe if he got through to him, Rebel would want to come back there. If they had some time to work together, perhaps the young man would change his mind, attitude, and possibly his life.

“I believe so, I hope so,” Crow said.

“Then I’m giving you the task of bringing Rebel here,” Will said.

“Me?” Crow gaped and then snapped his mouth shut when Real glared at him. “Yes, sir.”

And Crow hoped to God he was making the right decision.

Rebel didn’t like him one bit. So now it was a matter of capturing the teenager and transporting him from California to Nevada.

Somebody just fucking shoot me, Crow thought and shoved from his chair.

“Hey, need some help?” Rip asked, standing at the same time.

“Don’t you have Boston on your hands?” Crow asked, shaking his head.

“No, I’m sending Boston back with Savage,” Rip said.

“The fuck you are!” Boston shouted from the doorway and turned and ran.

None of them had noticed the slender seventeen-year-old standing in the doorway listening to every word they spoke. Boston was crafty like that. The reason the teenager was there was because he refused to leave Rip and that was a whole other story.

“Yeah…” Crow smirked at Rip. “I can handle Rebel on my own.”

Rip grimaced and stalked out of the room after Boston.

Crow turned to Real. “I don’t know how long this is going to take, but I’ll keep in touch.”

With that said, Crow gave Will a salute and left the room.

Now, he just had to locate Rebel.

But first, he needed to stop by the medical building to pick up a sedative.

Crow was going to need something to knock out Rebel, of that he had no doubt.

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