Chapter 12
They confabbed around the dining room table. Santee was so tired. All she wanted to do was put her head down on the oak surface and go to sleep. The kids were outside in the pool, their happy cries echoing indoors. Except for Dakota and Cheyenne. They hovered behind Santee’s chair, worriedly watching her.
Joe was saying, “…six men coming this week with two former Army dogs. We’ve got a list of more to contact. With so many properties to protect, we’ll need a lot of boots on the ground.”
Pete said, “I’ve got two drones ordered. Be here tomorrow. And I have feelers out for a helicopter.”
“Heck of a lot of expense,” Santee said. “All of which could be avoided if I’d just left.”
Sir Rob shook his head. “We’re in their sights now. When they finish with you, they’ll circle back t
