Page 221 of Sticks and Stones
His jobs were nightmares.
Case in point, look at the mess they were in.
Ethan was leaning against the wall and thinking.
“We got put here, and she said she did too. Why?” Ethan asked. “If we can get to the bottom of that, we can figure out what he has over her. Turnabout is fair play, and if she burned us, I’m burning her back,” Ethan admitted.
Greyson liked that idea.
It was a good plan.
They were going to spy on the spy, and use that to their advantage.
“We can dig. We can’t do it conventionally because I’d bet my military medals that he’ll be waiting to see if we are figuring it out.”
Yeah, they couldn’t use FBI equipment. That meant it was going to take a little longer to handle it.
Gene was annoyed.
He hated games.
“I don’t like how my relationship is at the center of this,” he admitted. “My sex life is my sex life. Gabe needs to fuck all the way off.”
Oh, they agreed, but with Gabe, you had to play the same game. He played chess. Most of his agents were at the checker’s level.
“So how should I handle her?” Greyson asked. “Because if she didn’t get the hint, and she’s doing this to stay connected, we can bet she’ll keep trying.”
Ethan planned it out.
“No, she won’t.”
They both looked at him as he did the rare profile of one of their own.
“This is how we’ll know if we’re right. If she’s spying on the three of us, you because you run the office, and us because we’re a couple, she’s going to use a different play. She can’t risk getting in trouble, and if you call Gabe right now and tell him she showed up naked and trying to have sex, he’d have no choice but to pull her.”
Greyson was listening.
“Go on.”
“She’ll do something completely different if she’s desperate.”
Gene was curious.
“Like be super friendly and want to hang out with us? Maybe pull the‘let’s be friends’card so she can watch?” he asked.
Ethan shrugged.
“Possibly, but remember the very first day we met her?” he asked.
Both men nodded.
“Who was she focused on?”
The second he said it, Gene’s skin flushed red.
“Son of a bitch. If she tries to poach my man and sleep with him, I’m going to be feral to the point she runs back to Seattle crying.”
Greyson sighed.
