LOGAN SEAL Team Seven (Book 2) Read Online Free Page B

I knew what was going on. Then I was gonna fuck somebody’s shit up for trying to mar a good man’s name.
    A man who had done more for his country than most; especially some drug trafficking asshole.
    “Okay so this is the first we’re hearing about the Commander being involved in anything shady. First things first, we consider the source.” I wrote that shit in big block letters on the power point board I had set up.
    “Next, we know the Commander, he was basically in charge of whether we lived or died for a huge fucking chunk of our time when we were in, and he never let us down. Aside from that, we knew the man, stand up as they come.”
    We were all in agreement that whatever this was-was nothing but a smokescreen. I wasn’t sure what the locals knew or thought about what we did in the navy. It’s a safe bet that the Commander never discussed missions and shit on the outside, but they had to at least know that you had to have nerves of steel to make it through fucking boot camp, farther more stay in for as long as the seven of us had.
    “Devon I’m gonna need you to keep your ear to the ground, they seem to trust you around here more than they do the rest of us.” That’s because he had this deceiving, innocent boy next door look about him. With his nod I carried on.
    “Until we know who said what and to whom, we can’t really move, but we’re not sitting around here on our asses waiting for them to make first strike. Con is right, it has to be about the money. We moved it, they start calling. That was a lot of fucking money; people commit horrendous acts for less so we know what we’re up against.
    From now on the women are under twenty-four hour guard. There will be no time when they are not under the eyes of one of us. They’re always together anyway unless they’re going off to work. Con make sure Dani takes a leave of absence or some shit, I’ll work on Gaby. They can use the weddings as an excuse.”
    You’d think in the middle of this fuckery there would be no room for bullshit, but that didn’t stop the five of them from making smart ass remarks about marriage.
    “Moving right the fuck along, tonight we’re gonna start with Robert, aka the douche.” I don’t know where we got a pic of this guy but we had one up on the board with a death arrow pointed at his head. I didn’t have to think too hard to figure out whose handiwork that was. “I’m not sure he has the balls, but we’re not taking any chances.” They may think this shit was gonna have us running scared, and again, I don’t know where they ever got the idea that we were pussies, but that phone call had the opposite affect to what they expected.
    We threw around scenario after scenario but the reality was for now, all we could do was batten down the hatches and protect our flanks until we knew who the enemy was.
    “You know what I’m thinking, I’m thinking somebody knows about our relationship with the commander. I’m not talking about the town’s speculation as to why he left his team his land, but someone knows how any mark against him would affect us not only personally, but because of missions.”
    “Lo’s right; the more I think about that call the more something stinks. We already know that this is no low-end operation they’re too good. We can’t even get a whiff of who these fucks are, and the people we’ve spoken to so far don’t even seem to know who the fuck they’re working for. I’m thinking that phone call was their first mistake, it gave us a little more insight than we had before.”
    “You’re on to something there Con.” I looked around at the rest of them, especially Ty who already looked like he was ready for battle, hotheaded little fuck. “Did you make that call?”
    I kept my eye on Zak as I asked and almost rolled my eyes at his reaction. He was as prickly as a damn teenage girl on her period over this shit. “Yep, she’s on it, said she was getting rusty since her