Page 184 of Sticks and Stones
He.
Asked.
Questions.
As for Gene, he listened because he’d heard all of this already.
“What does it do?” Greyson asked.
Gabe was point blank.
“It’s a rape drug. It makes the user completely void of any ability to say no, or stop fornicating. This is the newest drug we have on our radar. Let’s just say that the whole campaign of‘Just Say No’hasn’t been effective, and this drug makes you unable to say no. Once people get a taste for it, they can’t live without it. It makes cocaine look like child’s play.”
Oh, boy.
The two men were staring at each other, and they knew it was bad.
Granted, Elizabeth had told him how bad it was, but now, so was Gabe.
They had a situation.
Somehow, Corbin fell down this hole, and now, Gene, Ethan, and Greyson were being handed the mess.
Great.
“Again, if you get a sample, or see any of it, swab it, and send it to me. Don’t barehand it. Don’t breathe by it, and for the love of God, don’t get it on your skin. The agent who came across it in Colombia accidentally dosed herself, and it wasn’t pretty.”
So Elizabeth had said.
“Other than that, the game has changed. We have two options. You continue working this, but not how you’d normally do it, or you bail, and I send someone else in to deal with it.”
If they picked the second option, he was going to have to recall Elizabeth. He’d just sent her out on a case—or the Director had. She was the only one he trusted to handle Snow, and eradicating it here.
She would do exactly as Gabe wanted. It looked like either way, they were doing this off of the books.
The things that you did to keep the people of America safe and without them knowing…
Now, Gabe waited.
It was up to the men.
There was no way he’d force them to handle it.
“Uh, I’m not bailing,” Gene said. “The guys who hurt our friend are helping traffic men with this shit in their bellies. They branded our detective,” Gene said. “Had they not thought they killed him, they would have used him as a mule. I’m most definitely in.”
Greyson wanted to avoid Sasha, so he was more than happy to join them. Plus, if this was a big case, it would help him build his street cred.
His goal was to officially run one of the bigger offices for the FBI.
New York.
Atlanta.
Vegas.
With a big case like this under his belt, he’d definitely be closer to getting a pay raise and title change to director.
“I like an adventure. I’m in,” he admitted.
