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Von wouldn’t be ballsy enough to make a strike at them in public.
“I’ll update you,” he said. “We’re going to find that key. If it wasn’t with Poe, and it wasn’t in Afghanistan with any other soldier, it had to be sent back here when he died.”
Elizabeth was curious.
“Poe, how did you keep Von from killing you when he had you? I never asked.”
He shrugged.
“I made up a ton of shit like my brother calling me before his death and mentioning a footlocker. I was stalling for Gamble to save me.”
She hoped that at that very moment he was heading to Afghanistan to one of the bombed out and abandoned bases to start collecting footlockers.
“And you have this?” she asked Gamble.
What choice did he have?
“Yes.”
Well, she hoped he knew what he was doing.
Only, she’d learned to trust The Hunters, and to always trust one when he, or she, were guarding their loved ones. They could get downright feral.
And that was dangerous.
“Are you okay, Doctor? Do you need anything?” she asked.
He shrugged.
“Medication, or possibly sedation at this point.”
She laughed.
“Sir, we all need that. I meant more like a hug,” she added.
Poe reassured her.
“Gamble has been hugging me, granted, not enough, but he’s been busy. I’ll forgive him.”
The man shook his head.
“So greedy, and I’d like to remind you that we were just making out in an orchard,” he said, lifting his chin to kiss him on the mouth while Elizabeth was waiting.
When he broke it, Poe was breathless.
“We’re good,” Poe said. “Really. Really. Really. Good.”
She snorted.
“I see that, love birds. Just be careful,” she offered. “You know how things go to shit with little to no warning in our world, Gamble.”
She didn’t have to say it twice. Staying safe was the plan.
“I’ll call if we need you,” he admitted. “And thank you, Elizabeth,” he said.
She didn’t think it was for backup, but instead talking Gamble into following Poe. Honestly, she was glad it worked out.
For now.
