Page 93 of Hunted, Season Three

I cut Nolan a glance, assuming he’ll quickly wipe his face, that he’s embarrassed to be seen like he is, yet find myself to be surprised again – and oddly relieved – when he doesn’t.“We wake your ass up?”

“No.”Garcia tips his head towards the kitchen.“Zero did.”

“He finally got somethin’?”

Our attorney nods and dismisses himself back in the direction he came.

Using my discarded shirt, Nolan cleans his face, plants a chaste kiss on my lips, and then gingerly assists me into the kitchen where I settle into the chair beside the man, I can’t believe watched his best friend blow me.

I kinda like that he did.

It was almost like a pop the trunk moment to show off what you’re sporting under your hood that no one else will ever get to drive.

I kinda like doing that too.

So do Boat and Butler.

Guess it’s a car dude thing.

“Tell us what you’ve got,” Garcia commands to the man on the other end of his phone.

Zero takes a swig out of his almost empty two-liter bottle of orange soda and switches the camera to face his computer screens.“This is what I’m calling Kidnapageddon.”

“Not your best work,” warmly chortles the male I’m starting to think might have feelings for him.

Quickly swapping the view back around, he grumbles, “I am too overworked and under Cheeze-Ited for that shit right now.”

“I’ll get you a Costco box of gratitude.”

“Dos.”

“Agreed.”

Zero flirtatiously winks and flips the view again.“We knew the McAdams were going to be coming after their offspring made travel accommodations Mommy Craziest didn’t agree with, but what wedidn’t knowwas that she was going to tap outside resources,” he points with his right finger to the far right screen, “to secure her discreet communication tools – or burners for those that haven’t been raiding a secure private military company for the past couple of hours.”

“Privatemilitarycompany?”Nolan loudly questions.

“I’ll get there,” Zero swiftly insists.“Alright, so, the mistress of Satan gets house staff to grab her – and who I’m gonna guess was Bear Food McAdams – a couple burners during one of their routine household outings, here.”He taps something and a security feed screenshot from an electronic store pops up.“The move initially didn’t stick out as suspicious and stuck out evenlesserconsidering it was the holiday, but after deeper diving, it seems to bethis– along with whatever emergency cash they had on hand – is what has allowed them to move about freely without much of a digital footprint.Thisis also the purchasethat allowed her to be in contact with Dr.Guede – the doctor Hans over charged me with providing the name of who supplies her with any and every drug she could dream, including ones tailored to subdue butnotharm a pregnant woman – as well as Fyght or Flyght – a private military company thatmoonlightsin smaller, high dollar rescues, extractions, or at times exterminations for extremely wealthy clients – all without our knowledge.”

“They’re gonna kill Bunny?!”is squawked on a painful propelling forward.

“Unlikely,” explains the hacker during a couple more clicks.“Aside from what McCrazy ordered from Guede – who I amdefinitelygonna need to keep an eye on going forward – the payment to Fyght or Flyght – which I tracked through a number of shell corporations including one in Switzerland where I may now be wanted for an accidental attempted digital bank robbery – suggests they were hired for locating and extractiononly.”

“That’s good,” Garcia insists a little too quickly.

“Yeah, but it’s not.”Zero puts himself back into the frame.“You remember the whole deliver your pizza in thirty minutes or less or it’s free shit they claim existed in the 90s or whatever?”

“It did exist,” sighs the man who owns the phone.

A small smile is fought from the orange soda lover.“Fyght or Flyght has a similar policy.They have thirty-six hours from mission launch to accomplish their objective – primarily to keep their soldiers along with their transport vehicles available and accessible for more pressing operations – or they have tocompletely forfeitthe contract funds.”

Dread doesn’t hesitate to replace the discomfort in my body.

“They’ve only got twelve hours left to complete their orders.And the lead dude?”He clicks a couple keys and kicks his thumb to the side of him, showing off a picture of the man who almost killed me.“He’s never failed an assignment.”

Chapter 20

Bunny

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