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For almost two days, we’ve all barely talked to each other. After Tony got back from his run, he took a shower and moped around, even quieter than usual. We’d all been watching the security footage and watched Jackson Adley enter Bennet’s room, leave, and then come back a short while later with a cup in his hand. Then he got on a plane to Atlanta, which put us all in fast mode.

“We have to do something,” Mara said.

Then, at the same time, both Mara and Tony voiced their ideas.

Mara suggested we go to Raleigh. Tony’s idea was sending the guys.

They argued, and honestly, from my perspective, it just seemed like an angry way for them to be professing their love for each other. Because when it comes down to it, Tony just doesn’t want Mara to put herself in danger. And Mara respects Tony enough to argue with him, when she could leave and do whatever the fuck she wants at any time. That’s kind of what she’s always done, after all.

Currently, Mara is working on some devices. I made a joke about one of them being a bomb earlier and she didn’t laugh, so I’m giving her a little personal space while she does… whatever it is she’s doing.

Tony is setting up for a video call with Six and the guys to discuss a potential plan. I’m packing a box of various equipment that I’ve been sourcing for the past couple days.

I listen to Tony as he talks to one of the guys, staying out of view. We all decided it was best for Mara and me to stay in the background in case anything goes south. Honestly, I doubt I’d be interesting to any of them, but if there’s any chance of making Mara a target for Adley, I’m not risking it.

The things we found on the BioCere Inc. files were horrific. We didn’t just find proof of multiple crimes; we had the unfortunate pleasure of seeing video footage of medical procedures, human genetic testing, and flat out torture. Even worse was the proof that Six, the girl Bennet so desperately wanted to protect, was not only there and subject to their brutal crimes, but she grew up there.

I think I’d be almost thankful not to have my memories if I were in her place.

“I'll have you all covered on the security cameras, and I'll have control of the gates and doors. As far as backup plans, I can get you ear pieces, armor, weapons—whatever it takes.” Tony tells Six and the guys.

All the things I’m packing into a box right now, ready for the courier that will pick it up shortly.

“If we do this right, they'll never see it coming.” Tony assures them. I hope to whatever god is watching that he’s right, because this is easily the stupidest thing I’ve ever been part of. But desperate times call for desperate measures, I suppose.

They make their plans, and I make ours. I’ve advocated for us to go to Raleigh ahead of them, which is another reason Tony is pissy. But Tony has control of their security systems, I’m the best document forger there is, and Mara is a whole other level above any of us. There’s no reason we can’t pull this off while Adley is away. If she can slip in and out of that building before Six and the guys get in there, that’s one less dangerous task for them.

Once I’m done packing the box, I pack the car I rented especially for this trip, using one of my alias identities, of course. I figure it can’t hurt to take extra precautions.

***

“This is a nice place,” Mara compliments.

“Thanks. It belongs to my aunt.”

“So how are we not going to end up bumping into Six and the guys if they’re staying here too?” Tony is still unconvinced about some of the plan.

“We only need to be here tonight, and they won’t get here until tomorrow late afternoon. It all works out.” I suppose we could have just gotten a hotel, but it seems better to stay off anyone’s radar. We know how easily a person can be tracked through cameras, even if false identities and cash are used.

“I just need to freshen up, and then I’ll be ready.” Mara wants to get in and out as early as possible so there’s less chance Adley will come back, and also too many visitors close together could be a red flag.

While she heads back to change, I confront Tony about his shit mood.

“Look, Bunny, you gotta snap out of this shit. Moping around will not change her mind, and we don’t want her going in there with any doubts.”

“I don’t like it.”

“It doesn’t fucking matter if you like it. It’s her choice. She’s a grown ass woman who is significantly more capable and badass than either of us. She doesn’t need a daddy right now. She needs backup and support.”

“Of course I’m going to back her up?”

“We both will. You’ll be here controlling everything, and I’ll be in the car waiting to fuck shit up if anything happens. But she needs to know that you support her, not that you disapprove.”

“It’s not even that I disapprove. I’m just… worried. The shit we’ve seen go down in that lab, all the records of what happened to that girl. It’s beyond disturbing. I’d lose my mind if she got caught up in that.”

I can appreciate where he’s coming from. The records that we were able to pull from BioCere, Inc. are sick. That poor girl of Bennet’s is braver than I’d be for walking back into that place willingly. Then again, love can make you do crazy things, and it’s so obvious that they all love each other.

Which I suppose makes our situation a little less weird. Tony, Mara, and I have only been together for a week, albeit in close quarters. And I definitely feel something for both of them. I hope we can get through this and that they’ll both want to pursue this thing, all three of us, together.

“I know, man, I know. Just… make sure she knows that, okay? Go talk to her. I’ll grab the rest of your stuff from the car.”

Ten minutes later, I’ve got Tony’s stuff all set up for him on the kitchen island. I figured he’d like the monitors up higher so he can stand if he wants to. I’m just about to walk back there and make sure they’re okay when I hear the distinct sound of rhythmic thudding against the wall.

Tiptoeing down the hall, I get closer to the bedroom that Mara was changing in. The door is cracked just enough for me to peek in and see Mara, propped up on the dresser with her black skirt pushed up around her hips, getting plowed by Tony. His pants are down around his knees, his very white but muscular ass flexing as he all but ruts into her, his thrusts fast and rough. Mara is holding on for dear life with her arms around his neck.

Her moans and cries are getting higher, her pants coming quicker, letting me know she’s close.

She cries out his name, her legs clenching his body closer to hers. I can barely hear Tony’s dirty words cajoling her to come on his big cock. It’s a beautiful thing to watch, honestly. The way a shiver works its way down her whole body, the way her eyes open wide as if surprised, mouth open and gasping for breath.

Tony doesn’t slow down, but he pulls out of her, flipping her body around so she’s ass up. Her arms come up to protect her head from hitting the wall, legs not even touching the ground as Tony thrusts back in, resuming his earlier pace.

I can’t see much from my vantage point, especially as I’m being a creeper and not being obvious about my presence, but the whole dresser is thumping against the wall to the point where I’m sure I’ll have to hire someone to patch it up. One of Tony’s arms moves around her body, and I hear him growl the word, “again” before she is crying out his name one more time. His thrusts become jerky and he grunts as he finds his release.

Backing away slowly, and then running through the house, I have to open the freezer door to get some cool air. I’ve got to calm myself down before they come out here. It isn’t as if they were trying to hide their loud fucking, but I’m rather enjoying that I got to watch without them noticing I was there.

I’m able to sit in front of Tony’s computer, pulling my erection into my waistband and crossing my legs before they make it back out.

Innocently, I sit back and raise an amused eyebrow, letting them know I know what they were getting up to.

Mara clears her throat, smoothing down the skirt of her smart suit. “Are you ready to go?”

Nodding, I hop up, grabbing some water bottles and a couple of snacks. It’s a short drive to get to the warehouse, but I have a feeling she’ll want a snack.

Just as we’re walking out, Tony behind us giving us last-minute instructions and begging us to be safe, he bends to whisper in my ear.

“Next time you should join us instead of just peeping and I can give you the same treatment.”

And that’s how I leave to infiltrate a corrupt medical lab run by dangerous criminals - with a massive raging boner.