Page 208 of Affair
Only, that was a big mistake.
Gamble had been a little too loud with the sigh. As he was crouched there in the weeds, hiding, that’s when he knew he’d been made.
Diablo lifted his head, and looked around, sniffing the air for him.
Then, he stared right at where he was tucked away in the dense brush behind the fence.
Uh-oh.
Shit.
Knowing he was there, his horse, the one Poe gave him, headed his way. When he shoved his head into the weeds, Gamble stroked his ears.
“Hey, buddy,” he whispered, keeping his voice down. “I missed you too,” he said, as his horse nudged him. “Are you guys good?” he asked.
The other two horses meandered his way, and they greeted him the same way.
He kissed all of them on the foreheads and scratched them behind their ears.
“Don’t worry about us,” he reassured the beautiful creatures. “We’re good,” he whispered. “I just have to figure out what’s going on. Where’s rufus?” he asked, like they could actually answer.
Spoiler.
They couldn’t.
Truth be told, Gamble had hoped that the dog would find his way to the horses, since he loved annoying them so much.
But he was nowhere to be found.
That worried him, and made him feel uneasy. Where the fuck was his dog?
Before he could say anything else, Gamble heard a gunshot, and he stayed low.
“Go on, guys. Go eat some apples,” he said, and the horses headed back toward the trees, listening to him. Diablo herded them away from him, as if he knew what he was trying to do.
HIDE.
Like the trained Marine he was, it was time for a game of hide-and-seek.
Only, it wouldn’t end the way the mercenaries hoped.
Sitting back, Gamble disappeared in the weeds, and he watched the orchard and his horses.
Oh, someone was definitely heading this way.
No.
Freaking.
Doubt.
As he was tucked away, one of the mercenaries headed that way, and he was locked and loaded with a gun.
And on the phone.
This might be Gamble’s time to get some intel if he could stay hidden.
So, he listened.
