Page 95 of Adored
Gamble was honest.
“Nothing, but someone was spying on us. We were riding, and took a break in the orchard. The horse and I both felt it. There were prints, and the person disappeared.”
Elizabeth didn’t like this.
Not.
At.
All.
“Maybe you should think about coming back,” she admitted. “The Hunters can’t keep you safe across the pond, andneither can I. My hands are bound by political red tape and all that other foreign interference policy.”
“We can go back after my parent’s wake tomorrow,” Poe said. “I can be packed and in the car right after.”
Gamble knew they had to do one thing.
“We still haven’t located the key. It has to be here,” he admitted. “It’s not at Poe’s house, and that means there’s only one logical place. Do you have any more information?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“We can’t find anyone, and Von Donore is quiet. The government cut off his contracts so he’s laying low. We tagged his helicopter, but that is all over the map, so we think his partners are using it.”
That wasn’t good.
“What we know is politically, he’s on the outs, and that meansThe BlackStone Groupwill get bitchy at any possible moment. If he was irritated before that Hemmingway took it, imagine how cunty he’s going to be when their biggest source of income is cut off. Now, he’s going to have to sell his military men to the enemy. This is a huge mess.”
Unfortunately, Gamble was aware that it was about to be bad.
Poe got away from him, so he was going to be in his crosshairs.
“We’re going to keep looking tonight. Tomorrow is the wake, and it was his mother’s last wish. Then, we’ll reevaluate.”
She was to the point.
“I will have transport available as soon as you call,” she stated. “We can live without the key,” she said. “It’ll make it easier to lure him out, but it’s not worth yours and Poe’s lives. I don’t want to see you guys killed. I can’t get to you to help you, and I can’t sneak Zayn into the country.”
He laughed.
Oh, well, he pictured it. Zayn would stand out.
Now, Gamble knew it was up to him to keep them alive, and find that key.
This was his thing, and it was his duty to keep Poe safe.
While Maura ran ops, he could also do the same thing when need be. He extracted people too with a distraction. It was also his skill.
“We’re going to keep looking. We have the whole place to ourselves tonight. I have a gun, and we’ll be okay. Tomorrow, there will be people here.”
She was curious.
“How many people will be at your parent’s wake?” she asked.
Gamble looked over at Poe, and the man answered.
“Maybe forty-five max,” he offered. “Most of their friends who aren’t available have already contacted me to give their condolences, and sent flowers. So, it won’t be too big.”
The wheels in Gamble’s head were turning. That was a lot of people to try something in front of, so they might just have a chance to make it through the party. It would be the before and after that were tricky.
