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slowly toward the water’s edge, an impish grin across her elfish features. He slowed his pace to a trot and allowed himself to take her in fully as she swayed her hips seductively. “Seeing you all wet and frothy, makes me hot, ya know,” she purred.
    Robert smiled and slowed his breathing to a mild pant. “Just seeing you makes me hot.” He wiggled his brows at her.
    “Pfft, the wind blows and you get hot.” She pushed him away with a hand to the chest. “You’re such a guy.”
    Robert grabbed her by the bottom and lifted her to him. “Not just any wind, sweetheart.” He kissed the tip of her nose as she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his massive shoulders. “As I recall, only hurricane Barbara affects me like this.” He lowered her a bit and rubbed a certain part of his body against hers.
    “Easy there, big fella,” she cooed. “Jack needs you.”
    Robert stiffened slightly then groaned. “Dammit, I was hoping to drive you into the sand.”
    “Again?” she laughed. “That’s almost all that we’ve been doing since we got here.”
    Robert gave her a silly grin. “Call it a second honeymoon.”
    “You have to remarry me first, you goofball!” She slapped at him until he put her down. “Go! Go to work and earn your keep around here.”
    He winked and gave her a mock salute. “Yes, ma’am.” He turned to leave, then quickly pulled the towel from her waist before running off toward the compound.
    “You’re a dick!”
    “Love you, too!” He laughed as he dragged the towel across his back and down his thighs, swiping at the drying sandy mud.
    Robert worked his way to the compound and entered the fortified gate. Nodding to the sentry, he entered the foyer and walked the long echoing hallway to the library. He stuck his head inside and found it empty. “Security room it is.” Bob knew if Jack was working, he was most likely in the library or the security room. He actually had a pseudo-office there, but rarely used it. Since taking on Viktor’s old position as Rufus’ Second, he had nearly converted the library into a staging area and office, but for real planning and strategizing, the security room was the place to be.
    Pushing open the steel blast door, Bob was surprised to find nearly all of the tactical team hard at work. Once Jack had assumed his position, the first thing he did was took the first and second degree Lycans and augmented their training in order to make the men more efficient warriors. As wolves, they were the deadliest of the deadly, but as men, they lacked certain skills that Jack felt were needed. Once he was satisfied with their abilities, he allowed them to call themselves ‘Hunters’. He would put his Hunters against any Monster Squad in the world and bet on the Hunters. Thankfully, their goals were the same, but the Hunters were a private squad and their coverage area much more localized. Then again, they weren’t bound by national agreements or boundaries.
    “What’s up, boss?” Bob tossed the towel aside as he stepped into the office.
    “We need a strike plan for Geneva.” Jack pushed the file folder across to Mueller and crossed his arms as he allowed the man to assess the structure highlighted in the file.
    Bob scanned the documents and the architectural drawings of the building. “The roof. Come in through the skylights.” He handed the file back to Jack who was trying unsuccessfully to hide a smirk.
    “My assessment as well.” He placed the folder back on his desk and glanced at the other men working diligently in the room. He lowered his voice as he addressed Bob, “The real question is, can these guys handle a HALO jump?”
    Most of the men paused and one actually turned to address their commander. “Sir, with all due respect,” his heavily accented voice spoke, “we can handle anything you ask of us.”
    Bob slowly turned to the man. “HALO jumps aren’t like what you’re used to. You have to use oxygen, and if you’re