Page 23 of Ground Zero

“Nothing.” Mike chimes in. “Don’t say a fucking word.”

Dirk adds, “Best advice ever, bro. Keep your damn mouth shut, and you won’t stick your foot in it nearly as much.”

Nina hooks my arm pulls it into her tits, and says, “Come on, Rocket, I need a shower and a party dress if that’s the competition.”

Just then, my phone rings. She rolls her eyes and waves as she takes off for my private elevator. “I’ll meet you guys there.”

The guys laugh at her as I answer. “Crockett, here.”

“Crockett, B. A. I am in town for the weekend, and I need a room. Can you hook me up?”

My gears begin to grind. “No problem, man. You can stay as long as you like.”

Brody Andrews decided to become a SEAL on my recommendation six years ago. He might just want to rotate out of service and switch gears to civilian life. Timing is everything. He would be a good fit with this tight group.

“Thanks, brother. I need you to do me a favor too. A couple of them, actually.”

I grin. He is going to owe me then. “Just ask. You know I’ll do whatever I can.”

“I need you to put me in a room as close to Lizzy Mayer’s as possible, and I need a ticket to the dinner show.”

I chuckle and head over to Linda at the reservation counter. “Does Miss Mayer, or is it Mrs., have a ticket to the dinner show too?”

He laughs, “It is Miss, and yes, she does.”

“Standby,” I tell him.

Then I give Linda the details on the room and dinner show, and she begins clicking away on the keyboard.

“Make sure the kitchen knows to give him extra portions of the dinner meal and that his drinks are on me. Give him a VIP pass for Suds too.”

She smiles. “Yes, sir.” After a few moments, she gives me the room information and prints his dinner show ticket.

I tell Brody, “All set. You’re in the room next to hers and sitting at her table for the show. The show starts in an hour. How far out are you?”

“Fifteen, if I don’t get stuck in traffic.”

“We’ll catch up on the unit later then. Your ticket will be waiting for you at the door and a VIP pass for Suds. Drinks are on me.”

“You’re too good to me. Thanks.”

“Looking forward to your mission recap. I want all the sick details! Crockett, out here.” I disconnect and walk back over to the guys. “Let’s go get a beer and a bite to eat. There will be a table on the deck waiting for us.”

“Hooyah.”

When we step off the elevator, the noise confirms tonight will be profitable. The guys head on in while I search for Damien. He has taken up his bouncer post at the entrance in front of the public elevator. Scanning the crowd always ready for trouble.

He is a former SEAL too, and although I asked him to join Cock Blockers, he declined. “I’m good being your bodyguard, bartender, and bouncer, Rocket. If you get in a bind, I won’t say no to running an op, but I prefer to spend my nights wrapped in the arms of my woman.”

I patted his arm and said, “You’ll be the first one I ask.”

When I stand elbow to elbow with him, he glances my way. “We are at eighty-five percent capacity already.”

I nod and pat him on the shoulder. “Let me know if you need reinforcements.”

He laughs and nods. “I saw ‘em walk in. That’s a badass crew.”

“Damn right, it is.”

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