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“See, she believes me.”
“Con, can we get back on topic?” Jason took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Oh, sure. Go ahead.” Jason’s sarcasm was completely lost on the guy. Gabby had her hands full with that man.
“I’m not willing to accuse anyone based on hunches and without proof. Get your operators on the money trail. As a matter of fact, I want detailed financials on everyone in that camp. If we find out someone is being paid to set up innocents, we will take action. Until then, we wait and watch.”
“I have transport vehicles now, and we’re heading back to camp. I’ll schedule the next convoy for the following Tuesday.”
“Do you have the equipment to repel an attack?”
“He does now.” Jacob chuckled.
“I do, indeed.” Ronan smiled. “And I’ll have eyes in the camp to watch our primary suspect.”
“Trustworthy?” Jason asked.
“I’d trust her with my life,” Ronan replied.
Jason blinked. “Really?”
Ronan nodded. “Her name is Fleur Buchanan. Have Con run her and check her out. She’s solid.”
“Oh, goodie. Something to do,” Con interjected.
“Ronan wants to bring her to Colorado as a project manager. I’m checking with Rio to see if we have any openings.”
Jason put his glasses back on. “If we don’t, we will. Family takes care of family. We’ll need to check on her clearance, and if she doesn’t have one, we need to initiate one.”
“I’ve got that on my list.” Gabby smiled across the table at Jason.
“Good.” Jason looked up at the monitor. “Ronan, does that mean you’ll be interested in returning and inheriting a desk?”
“She would be the reason I did.” That was the honest-to-God truth.
Jason shook his head. “A solid relationship is good, but make sure you’re ready. You don’t want to resent making the move.”
“Thanks, Uncle Jason. I know eventually I’ll take one of those desks, and I accept that. Guardian is Dad’s legacy to us and your children, too. And if I’m honest, the business end of the machine is calling me. I know Wraith can handle the team, and I don’t doubt for a minute he’d be a fantastic team leader.That’s why he’s my second in command over some of the older guys. Anyway, I’m working things out. I’ll let you know.”
“Good. Have Dude start a management update and put us all in the loop.”
“Will do.” Ronan was set to punch the disconnect button when his Uncle Jacob stopped him.
“Deacon will be available in about ten minutes. They’re just coming out of debrief.”
“Thanks.” He’d like to talk to his brother. He glanced at his watch and saw he had about fifteen minutes to spare. They signed off, and once again, Ronan unwedged his ass from the broom closet that substituted as a secure communications facility and went through the process of exiting the facility. By the time he got out, he figured Deacon would be free. He opened his cell and hit Deacon’s picture.
“Dude, how did you know?”
“Uncle Jacob.” Ronan laughed. “How was the mission?”
“Quick, in and out. Nothing surprising. How was yours?”
“I’m still working it, currently in Al-Tanf resupplying.”
“I thought you were supposed to get those people out and leave.”
“Nope. We’re doing IDF security until they can be relocated and then shuttering the camp. Two or three months.”