Chapter Eighteen
Plans
Yo walked into the living room area everyone was gathered close to the fireplace, enjoying their mugs of hot cocoa or coffee. "That was Pud," he told them, unable to hide the big grin on his face.
Clint sat up. "From that look you"re giving us, it"s not bad news."
"Is he all right?" Thierry asked.
"He and Billie are spending the night in Dallas. They"ll be here tomorrow in time for lunch...maybe."
"Billie was in Dallas?" Art smiled broad enough to make his gold tooth shine in the firelight.
Yo nodded. "He said he"d explain further once they arrived. But the short end of it is that she requested a transfer in the hopes she and Pud could make it a permanent thing between them." He held up his forefinger. "One other bit of important news. The FBI and the military
