Page 167 of Sticks and Stones
“I’m sorry, LaRue,” he said, infinitely grateful that they were inPhilly.
While she appreciated his sympathy, Elizabeth knew that it was her cross to bear.
“Just watch your asses,” she warned. “Until we can get him handled, and believe me, we’re all trying, he’s a danger to all of us. You’re lucky to be out of DC. It’s safer if you’re not here. He’s destroying careers left and right here. Gabe is theONLYperson holding him back.”
Jesus.
Yep.
He was definitely grateful that they took the three years there.
That’s when it hit him.
“I just talked to Gabe earlier. I needed a case pulled from the local PD. In order to get it, I had to deal with The Dragon Slayer.”
She snorted.
“Whoever coined that is an asshole. He thinks it was me,” she stated. “It wasn’t. I call him a dick to his face. He can breathe all the fire he wants. He’s not the president or king, and even then, I wouldn’t listen to him.”
He snorted.
Oh, well, his lips were sealed because his partner was behind that name.
“Anyway, he said he’d help me, but it would cost me a third year working inPhilly.”
She knew why.
“He’s protecting his agents as much as possible. By keeping you there, you’re out of his reach. Be grateful Gabe likes you. He’s put all of his favorite agents outside of the city.”
Gene was confused.
“LaRue, you’re his favorite agent.”
She was amused that he actually thought that.
“I’m the agent who pushes back the most, and stands her ground. Gabe appreciates a fun back and forth. He is amused by me and challenged,” she stated.
Well, Gene didn’t want to be that person.
“Anyway, we go back. He trained me, and I was his partner. He keeps me close because he knows I’m loyal, and I hear shit. I’m his backup in this mire.”
Now that he knew what was going on, Gene was so appreciative.
“I owe you, LaRue. We’re going to lay low from this director for now, and thank you for the information on Snow.”
She was dead serious.
“Gene, if you wrap this case, and see an influx of Snow, let Gabe know ASAP. It’s that serious. We can’t let this shit get here. The creator of it wants to take over the world with this drug, and he actually could. Can you imagine people so hopped up on it that all they care about is fucking and not that they are in danger?”
That.
Was.
Bad.
“I’ll do that, LaRue. If you talk to him before me, you can give him the heads-up. I don’t mind.”
She would.
