If it hadn’t been for that kiss, and the truth he felt in it, he’d assume the doctor just didn’t want him to stick around, but he suspected more.
Now, time was coming to an end, and Gamble was no closer to the man than he was before.
Damn it.
There had to be a way to figure out if the man felt anything, or if Gamble was just…insane.
Maybe he should just ask him.
When a sound caught Gamble’s attention, he turned his head, and that’s when he saw it.
There were three, expensive blacked-out SUVs heading in hot.
Like really hot.
Gravel was flying, and dust was being kicked up as they tore down the driveway to reach the house.
At first, he thought maybe it was Elizabeth. She sometimes showed up in a fancy vehicle, but when the three rides came to a stop, that’s when Gamble knew they had problems.
Oh, shit.
That wasn’t Elizabeth, or The Hunters.
Immediately, broken Gamble was put away, and Marine CIA Gamble came out to play.
That survival instinct was back in full force, and it wasn’t only about taking care of himself.
There was an innocent person here who needed to be kept safe.
POE.
The men who were exiting the vehicle had high-powered guns, and they were wearing ski masks. That never said,‘pleasant little visit’.
Ever.
Oh, shit.
Immediately, his mind went there. Was someone coming after him?
That had to be the answer because why the hell would they be coming for Poe?
He literally helped people, and this wasn’t his office. This was his home.
That meant this was all about him.
Unfortunately.
As they headed for the house, Gamble knew that he had to get to Poe.
FAST.
If he took off, Poe would be at their mercy, and there was no way he could do that to the man. He owed Poe everything, and he’d be loyal to the man who kept him alive, and nursed him back to health.
So, he had his protection no matter what.
They couldn’t get to a vehicle, and he couldn’t get to a gun locked inside either. That meant, he was going to have to do this old school.
The first step?