Agreeing with her suggestion, Taylor led Beth to the tables under the overhang and started to show her the retrieved items. Sure enough, within minutes, three muscular men were walking up to Megan. They didn’t look like FBI, dressed in cutoff jeans and t-shirts, tanned from hours in the sun. But after she introduced herself, they quickly flashed their badges and told her they were there as part of the detail that Aiden had ordered. They didn’t stick around too long, and soon were back to collecting or rather, patrolling. Megan felt the tension in her shoulders ease up a bit with the knowledge that they had some protection from the unknown. Deciding that Barney was now familiar enough with the area, she released him from his leash and told him to be good. The puppy looked at her in understa
