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“You were great fun to get hard and ejaculate,” she smirked. “I really wanted to ride you, but you weren’t willing in that regard at all. Such a shame.”

“No man wants to ride a donkey when what they really desire is a stallion,” he said calmly. Her face flushed, and the man beside her swallowed, wondering how she was remaining still.

“I want my contract fulfilled.”

“Your contract is now null,” said Saint. “G.R.I.P. reserves the right at any moment in time to stop production on a contract that we believe to be detrimental to national security. We’ve spoken to a few people at the Pentagon and other places. They were unaware of the contract.”

Now, she was pissed. The flame in her cheeks and the ire in her eyes were telling them that she was a very dangerous woman.

“You’re weak. You’re weak and pathetic. I’ll just get someone else to build this for me.”

“No, you won’t,” said Brax. “You won’t because no one else can do it. That’s why you came to us.”

With speed belying her age, she pushed her male companion in front of her, gripping his pistol, and fired beneath his arm at Griffin. Brax and Saint fired back, killing the guard and watching as she ran from the scene. Brax started to follow.

“No! He’s hit. She got him the groin. He’s going to bleed out.”

“Fuck! Evie, we need you now!”

“I’m right where you left me. Let’s go.”

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Marilisa raced toward the runway with the others, hoping to greet them all as they stepped off the plane. But they didn’t all step off the plane. She saw Saint’s face and shook her head.

“No,” she whispered. “No. Not now. Not when I just found him.”

“I’m sorry, babe. I’m so sorry. He bled out. We tried to save him. She hit him in the one spot that wasn’t protected. I’m so sorry.”

Her cries echoed in the bayou, the screams sending chills down everyone’s spine. Kane and the others stared at one more member of their team gone. Like the others, he did it sacrificing himself for someone he loved. The daughter he’d only just met.

Alice, Ashley, and Kate led Marilisa away, holding her tightly as the men carried her father’s body from the plane.

“We tried, Luke. We tried everything.”

“I know, Saint. We heard the communications with the medical team. It’s my fault. I should have sent someone with you.”

“They wouldn’t have been able to save him,” said Brax. “He was bleeding fast. I can tell you this. That fucking bitch is beyond psycho. But I believe she’s doing this on her own. I’m not sure she has anyone with her. We snapped some photos of the guys we took down in the woods. They weren’t DOD or agency.”

“They were rejects,” said Hiro. “They were all former security personnel or military that didn’t have stellar careers. She was paying them a shit ton of money to protect her and do her bidding. But they are not connected to the government.”

“That’s good. Maybe that means she has no one in the government on her side. Let’s find someone. Someone who owes us something. Griffin deserves that at the very least.”

“We were going to follow, but we just wanted to get back here with Griffin. We hope – we hoped we’d be in time,” said Saint, looking down the path as the women helped Marilisa to their cottage.

“Go be with her, Saint. We’ll take care of him,” said Luke. “Grandma will make sure the funeral is appropriate.”

He nodded, jogging toward the woman he loved, who was in so much pain right now he could feel it in his bones. Trevor looked at Luke and the others.

“I want in on this one,” he said to the seniors. “She’s my daughter as well, and Griffin was a good man.”

“We all want in,” said Kane.

“You can’t,” said Luke, shaking his head. “If you expose yourself, that’s what she’ll be waiting for. We need to find her in a different way and take care of this. Quietly.”

“And how do you propose we do that?” asked Flip.

“We use her own contracted device to find her.”

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