17KillianI ducked my head around the corner, still surprised that there was no one there. “Killian, you're looking good. Wait there until we're ready to bust,” the voice said over my radio.
I obediently dug my heels in to wait, thinking over the past few days.
We'd had another group meeting, the third one in five days, as Bryce had complained. Max had called this one, and I'd been tempted to just skip the whole affair, but I was already in enough hot water with Frank at the moment, so I had reluctantly showed up to it.
“I'm telling you,” Max said impatiently, scowling at Ryan, who had dared to ask him a question about the proposed mission. “I have it from a leading source in their organization that the Flames have a new meth lab. And with the outputs of that lab, their hoping they can c
