Locklee looked out the window, disinterest creeping over his face. “Sorry, Mike. Blackthorne is an asset for authorized Special Operations Group divisions to utilize, without provisions to further information if deemed unnecessary for the requested operation to proceed. If we want you in the dark, you don’t get to turn on the light.”
“So you admit you’re keeping us in the dark.”
Locklee laughed, the sound of some vicious thing let loose from a cage.
“Sure, Mike, sure. We’re keeping you in the dark. For the trouble you went through to pull the Boys and surprise me in a car, I’ll tell you that. We don’t want you knowing some things. There you go.”
He moved to open the door. Mike hit a button on his car door and the brief sound of clicking locks surrounded them. Locklee sighed.
“Mike. Co
