Chapter Eighty-Two.
“So has Stan weeded out the damned traitor in our section?” Leon asked with an annoyed huff.
“Not yet, but he has help flushing them out,” Tank informed his son. Leon turned to the face almost identical to his own, other than the deep crevices of a life long lived, and rose a quizzical eyebrow.
“Mia, Grant and Grace are on the case now. Elizabeth is still up in Catterick on her own mission,” Tank stated.
“What about Matt?” Leon asked about his brother.
“Oh, he is doing some investigations of his own. Once he found out he was in love with the girl, he was determined to find the fuckers who were trying to hunt her. Stan allowed it, but told him to report back to us, not the section,” Tank said.
“Well, he decided that after laughing and calling you all the stup
