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in the middle of the hustle and bustle of the tourist crowd. I guess she learned her lesson last time; but there’s one thing she missed, there’s a balcony.” He grinned at that because Vanessa, the Lieutenant we were planning to send after her, wasn’t called Cat-woman for nothing; that chick could climb.
    “Tell me you’re okay with this brother. We won’t do it if you ain’t but we need her. Is she stateside Con?” He looked at Zak as he nodded his head and rocked back on his heels with his hands stuffed in his pockets. “Man up bro, stop being afraid of one little woman, what is she four-eleven?” I turned to scowl at everyone’s pain in the ass.
    “Ty shut the fuck up, who said anything about being afraid?” Zak looked angry enough to chew nails. We all knew the story about Zak and Nessa, well some of it anyway. That was one tale he hadn’t shared in its entirety. But we all knew that something had gone down between those two and whatever it was it had ended badly.
    The way he was glowering at Ty he wasn’t over shit, and knowing Nessa, she wasn’t gonna back down either. I need this fuckery on top of everything else. But you gotta do what you gotta do. “Make the call Con. Zak, I expect you to be on your best behavior.” It was short fucking notice but it looked like we were in the middle of some shit, now was not the time for bullshit. Fucking women.
    “I’m cool, just keep her little ass in check when she gets here or I’m gonna finish what I started.” He walked away after that cryptic note and I was already second-guessing my decision to bring her here.
    If I knew more about what had gone down with them I could maybe try to mediate, but I didn’t know shit. The only thing I was sure of is that another man wasn’t involved, because had it been anything like that, my brother would’ve been court martialed already, so hopefully whatever it was wasn’t too bad.
    “Have any of you ever figured out what the fuck went down between those two?” I watched him storm towards the gym we all used. That more than anything told me what kind of mood he was in. Poor sap, she still had him tied up in knots.
    “What always goes down between a male and a female Cap? I don’t know the particulars but from what I remember about last time, this shit ought to be good. I’ma stock up on beer and popcorn, that shit was better than the movies, or more like ringside at a Heavyweight bout.”
    “Ty, anyone ever tell you you’re a pain in the ass?”
    “Nope, what I ain’t is whipped like the rest of you fucks; looks like Zak’s gonna be next. Y’all keep that wedding shit away from me ya hear, shit’s catching.”
    Like I said, problem child. He loped of somewhere to give the rest of us peace of mind for a minute. He was joking and acting like everything was cool, but all of us knew to keep an eye on his high-strung ass. He was already wound tight about the Desert Fox business, and this would just be one more thing to bring out that fucker’s crazy.

Chapter 4
     
    LOGAN
     
    We sat around in my kitchen all day working out strategy. It might’ve seemed like a bit much to anyone looking in from the outside, but we knew that every little thing meant something.
    You learn that shit fast when you were in the thick of battle, returning enemy fire and your heart went out to the kid you saw trapped in the middle of the crossfires, only to see that same kid detonate when one of your fellow soldiers go to help. A couple episodes of that shit and you learn to be overly cautious about every damn thing.
    Outwardly I was cool I had to be. I’d learned a long time ago that the boys followed my lead. It wasn’t something that we were conscious of, but it was the truth nonetheless. If I was in a shit mood, they’d pick up on it, and that could sway the day for everybody. So if I let on that I was more upset by the caller’s innuendo, then for sure they would be too. So I had to keep that shit close to the vest until