“I am not sure how this is, but your wolf showed me.”
Matt’s features turned to stone. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
She looked up at him, her brows creasing. “Colonel, you may be a great leader, but you are a horrible liar.”
“I think we’re done here. I’ll have somebody take you back to your daughter as soon as you feel up to it.”
“You are welcome.” She said.
Matt turned to her. That was an unexpected reply. “For helping you make peace with your wolf. You will no longer need to poison yourself to ease your pains.”
Matt stiffened. He had forgotten his manners. “Yes, thank you.” And he stepped out of the room.
Shortly after he left, a young man in uniform knocked at the door. “Ma’am? I’m here to escort you back to your daughter.”
“Thank you.” She stood and left the way they had come. Although she could smell the colonel’s scent throughout the hallway, she knew that he had left quickly. She feared that her revelation to him upset him in more than one way.
7
Laura Youngblood went over the secondary confirmation and verified the sighting. The vamps in northern California. Laura turned to Spalding, “Spanky, you’re up. Get Third Squad mobile and move out.” She handed him the file as he cracked a grin.
“About damned time. All this sitting around is for the birds.” He said. He thumbed through the file and then tucked it under his arm as he rounded the corner.
Laura turned to the young Captain at her side, “Who’s the Command Duty Officer tonight?”
“Captain Jones, ma’am.” He replied.
Jackson Jones. A seasoned veteran for CDO. “Good. Get him prepped and on the flight with Third Squad. They’ll be going out on a C-130 and dropping in. He can coordinate from the plane. Have them take one of the new drones with them, just in case. Make sure they have a tech team with them.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
With Jackson acting in her place from the C-130, she was free to act in Mitchell’s place with the other two squads if and when they were deployed. She could run both ops from the Operational Command Center below the hangar. She made a note in her logs and went up a flight of stairs to the hangar. She supervised the loading of crates onto the pallets and watched the forklift place it into the back of the open deuce and a half. Third Squad loaded in the back of the truck and dropped the canvas flap to cover and hide both their gear and themselves as the truck pulled out of the hangar.
“It has begun.” She stated. She set the response clock on her clipboard and noted the time of departure in her log. “Good hunting fellas. And lady.” As she reminded herself that Sanchez was amongst the hunters in Third Squad.
“Where are they headed, boss lady?” Apollo asked.
“California. Baby vamps tearing it up over there.”
“Sweet. Maybe my baby will bring me back some tacos!” he said with a toothy grin.
Across his earpiece Sanchez shot back, “I’m nobody’s b aby!”
“Shit!” he whispered. He turned to Laura. “Left my lip mic on.”
“Switch to another frequency there, Apollo.” Came Spalding across the earpiece.
“Uh, Roger, that, Spankmeister.” Apollo blushed.
“She rip you a new one?” Laura asked.
“Yeah, but you know she’s just playing. That girl loves me. She’s my baby.” He said grinning.
“Your mic is still on, shithead.” Spanky said. “And we’re about to have to tie Sanchez down if you don’t switch freqs dude.”
“Fuck.” Apollo grabbed the unit from his belt and keyed the mic, “Roger that.” He switched the frequency. He looked at Laura and sighed. “Yeah. She gonna kick my ass when she gets back.” He turned and walked away and Laura could only smile and shake her head. The idea of Sanchez, barely a third the size of Apollo having that much control over the hulking
Matt’s features turned to stone. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
She looked up at him, her brows creasing. “Colonel, you may be a great leader, but you are a horrible liar.”
“I think we’re done here. I’ll have somebody take you back to your daughter as soon as you feel up to it.”
“You are welcome.” She said.
Matt turned to her. That was an unexpected reply. “For helping you make peace with your wolf. You will no longer need to poison yourself to ease your pains.”
Matt stiffened. He had forgotten his manners. “Yes, thank you.” And he stepped out of the room.
Shortly after he left, a young man in uniform knocked at the door. “Ma’am? I’m here to escort you back to your daughter.”
“Thank you.” She stood and left the way they had come. Although she could smell the colonel’s scent throughout the hallway, she knew that he had left quickly. She feared that her revelation to him upset him in more than one way.
7
Laura Youngblood went over the secondary confirmation and verified the sighting. The vamps in northern California. Laura turned to Spalding, “Spanky, you’re up. Get Third Squad mobile and move out.” She handed him the file as he cracked a grin.
“About damned time. All this sitting around is for the birds.” He said. He thumbed through the file and then tucked it under his arm as he rounded the corner.
Laura turned to the young Captain at her side, “Who’s the Command Duty Officer tonight?”
“Captain Jones, ma’am.” He replied.
Jackson Jones. A seasoned veteran for CDO. “Good. Get him prepped and on the flight with Third Squad. They’ll be going out on a C-130 and dropping in. He can coordinate from the plane. Have them take one of the new drones with them, just in case. Make sure they have a tech team with them.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
With Jackson acting in her place from the C-130, she was free to act in Mitchell’s place with the other two squads if and when they were deployed. She could run both ops from the Operational Command Center below the hangar. She made a note in her logs and went up a flight of stairs to the hangar. She supervised the loading of crates onto the pallets and watched the forklift place it into the back of the open deuce and a half. Third Squad loaded in the back of the truck and dropped the canvas flap to cover and hide both their gear and themselves as the truck pulled out of the hangar.
“It has begun.” She stated. She set the response clock on her clipboard and noted the time of departure in her log. “Good hunting fellas. And lady.” As she reminded herself that Sanchez was amongst the hunters in Third Squad.
“Where are they headed, boss lady?” Apollo asked.
“California. Baby vamps tearing it up over there.”
“Sweet. Maybe my baby will bring me back some tacos!” he said with a toothy grin.
Across his earpiece Sanchez shot back, “I’m nobody’s b aby!”
“Shit!” he whispered. He turned to Laura. “Left my lip mic on.”
“Switch to another frequency there, Apollo.” Came Spalding across the earpiece.
“Uh, Roger, that, Spankmeister.” Apollo blushed.
“She rip you a new one?” Laura asked.
“Yeah, but you know she’s just playing. That girl loves me. She’s my baby.” He said grinning.
“Your mic is still on, shithead.” Spanky said. “And we’re about to have to tie Sanchez down if you don’t switch freqs dude.”
“Fuck.” Apollo grabbed the unit from his belt and keyed the mic, “Roger that.” He switched the frequency. He looked at Laura and sighed. “Yeah. She gonna kick my ass when she gets back.” He turned and walked away and Laura could only smile and shake her head. The idea of Sanchez, barely a third the size of Apollo having that much control over the hulking
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