Page 80

“We’ve gone through all those emotions already,” Wraith said.
“We have,” Ronan added. “You have ten minutes to finish and get ready. We have a long hard drivethere and back today. We aren’t leaving the camp unattended overnight.”
“They okay without us today?” Rip asked, nodding toward the IDP camp.
“They were without us for over four years. The militia on the posts will keep the radical components away, and we’ll be back by nightfall.”
When Fleur came out of her tent looking like a million bucks, he made his way over to her. “Hey, we’re ten minutes away from moving the vehicles. I’ll go over and talk to Miller.”
“Be safe.” She reached up and cupped his cheek in her hand. “I just found you. I can’t lose you.”
“We’re prepared and ready for anything that happens. But I’ll be careful. The same goes here. Remember, be cautious around him.”
“I know. I promise.” When she toed up, he kissed her. “Make your calls and keep your eyes open.”
“I’m heading to my tent to make the calls. Be safe.” He stared at her, wanting to tell her how important she was to him, but they’d said those words last night as they whispered to each other. Words of commitment and filled with all the feelings he never thought he’d find. However, he pulled himself away and walked to Miller’s tent.
“Yo, Miller.”
“Yeah. Hold on.” The man came to the flap. “Yeah, what’s up?”
“We’re taking a convoy today.”
“What?” The man rubbed his face and looked past him to the Guardian tents. “What?”
“We are taking a convoy today. Fleur is making the notifications. Camp Seven can take almost all your people, and we’re putting a jump on it.”
“But we need to inform the IDPs.” He blinked and rubbed his face again.
“They’ve been informed, and now, you have. Was there any luck finding that documentation?”
“Documentation? Oh, no. I forgot. I’ll look today. You’ll be back tomorrow? Are my staff driving? Fleur?”
“No. Just Guardians.”
“Oh, okay. Sorry, I didn’t sleep well last night. I need coffee.”
“You get that. We’ll be gone shortly.”
“Okay. All right. Be safe.”
“Thanks.” Ronan left, once again confused about the man. His actions were completely opposite of what he’d expected.
Wraith glanced at him and then a double-take. “What’s up?”
“Fucking Miller. Just when I think I have him pegged …”
Wraith glanced back at the tent. “What happened?”
“The fucker was kind and considerate. Told us to be safe.”
“And …”
“I’m used to him being prickly and an asshole. Things with that guy do not measure up.”
Wraith sat in the driver’s seat. “We should know soon, right?”
“Today on financials. Hopefully, that will give us some idea of who’s involved.”