Paul pov
The small airfield was dead, no one was around except for the man in the tower. The storage building seemed even smaller, as the meeting time grew closer. I closed the final case, finishing the final inspections before the client's arrival.
"Everything looks good. Evan and I scoped out the airfield. Not many places to hide out here." Kane hands me a
"Good. Time to get to your post. The clients will be arriving soon." I gesture to my ears, signaling the men to make sure their earbuds were in and ready. "Evan." I call out to my brother, who stops, looking over at me, irritation shrouding his face.
"Yes, Paul?"
"Keep your head level. This is your first field job, and you need to keep a level head. Be steady, be cautious, and don't f**k up. Got it?"
Evan rolls his eyes,
