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The wind was loud over the phone as Wyatt spoke. “You get the report?”
Liam’s gaze shifted back to the laptop screen. “Yeah, seems the guy you caught knows just as little as everyone else. And if he went rogue, others from the same group could as well. We need to be on the lookout even more now.”
Which made everything that much more dangerous.
“We’re thinking the same thing,” Wyatt said quietly. “What’s interesting, though, is that local law enforcement worked with us to keep his capture a secret. We forced him to email this Hawk and ask him for an update on the next attack. And the response we got…”
Liam’s gut clenched. “What?”
“Hawk already knew we had the guy.”
He ran a hand through his hair, the air hissing through his teeth. “He has eyes everywhere.”
“Yep. Resources and spies.”
Goddamn. They already suspected as much, what with his ability to recruit people undetected. But this was more than that. This was a mole within law enforcement.
“We made a decision amongst ourselves,” Wyatt said quietly. “We catch another one of these guys, we won’t be tellinganyone.”
So Marble Protection was also going rogue. That’s what they’d been forced into. They could get into trouble, but it was worth the risk—this wasn’t just about their lives, but the lives of their families as well.
“I’ll talk to my team about doing the same.”
“Smart. How’s Callum?”
Liam almost laughed. “He was out of the hospital the second he convinced a doctor to sign off. Since then, he refuses to stay home and rest.”
It was likeeveryonearound him refused to give their bodies a damn break. First Nylah, then Callum. But at the same time, he understood Callum’s refusal. The guy was angry. Angry that the shooters had attacked him and Nylah. Angry that she’d been hurt while under his protection. Liam would have felt the same way.
“Good,” Wyatt said. “I’ll talk to you later.”
“Watch your back, Wyatt.”
“Always.”
He hung up and scanned the coffee shop once more. Nylah was talking to one of the other waitresses, Eleanor, while Courtney served coffee down at the other end of the counter.
Every time he looked at his woman, his chest grew tighter. He had someone to lose now. And that terrified him.
“How you doing, Liam?” Courtney asked, voice soft as she stopped at his table. “You look ready to kill someone.”
That was a true damn statement if ever he’d heard one. “I am.”
The corners of her mouth tilted down. “I’m sorry. But with all the resources of your team, the Marble Falls team, and the FBI, there’s no way you won’t win this.”
Yeah, butwhen? After they lost one of their own?
He gestured toward Nylah. “Did she seem okay today?”
“She was great. She’s just finishing now. Honestly, she’s such a people person that when she steps behind that counter, customers gravitate toward her. She even put up with me asking her a million times if she was okay without whacking me.”
Liam’s mouth twitched. “I think she was going stir-crazy staying home all day yesterday.”
Courtney laughed. “I don’t blame her. I would too.”
Nylah looked at him, nodding toward the back room to indicate she was getting her bag. He nodded back. She’d just turned toward the back when the door to the coffee shop opened.
A man stepped inside, tall and wide. He had military written all over him, scanning the space like he was looking for a threat.
