Bang (B-Squad 2)

That didn't mean she was going to sit idly by and wait through. The women were there to help Essie and Tamara get ready for their farce of a double wedding, but they may be more helpful in other ways.

Chapter 23

Marko

Marko had just made the turn off the main highway to meet with the ATF agents and go over what they'd found at the compound when his phone buzzed. Squinting against the bright morning sun peeking over the horizon, he glanced down at the phone sitting in the cup holder. The caller ID read “G-girl.”

Nosy as always, Elisa leaned over from the passenger seat to get a look at his phone. "You gonna answer that?"

"No." He loved his little sister Gillie, but she was going to have to wait. There were bigger things to deal with than whatever drama she'd managed to stir up today.

"One of your girlfriends?" Elisa asked when the buzzing finally stopped.

"Don't have one." Something she well knew. He'd been going out with his right hand for so long they were practically common law spouses.

She pivoted in her seat and dipped her sunglasses down low over the bridge of her nose. With her hair tied up in a bun and her very conservative, un-Elisa-like shirt buttoned up to her neck, she looked like every dirty librarian fantasy a book nerd ever had.

After giving him a slow up and down, she asked, "Not even one night stands?"

"Nope." Again, information she already knew. It wasn't like they didn't all live in the same building, practically on top of each other and constantly in each other’s business. If he'd had an overnight guest, the entire B-Squad would be interrogating her over pancakes the next morning.

Elisa’s gaze dropped down to his crotch. "Why not?"

He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and swerved to avoid a pothole in the road leading to the nearby airstrip. "We aren't doing this now."

"Why not?" She pushed her sunglasses back into place, a Cheshire cat grin curling her full red lips upward.

"The mission takes precedence," he said.

"And talking about the reason behind your lack of a sex life is going to distract you from driving across the tarmac to where the ATF’s jet is parked?"

"We need to focus." It sounded weak even to his own ears, but it was true. Something about Elisa always seemed to knock his concentration sideways.

"Fine." She shrugged. "Have it your way. I'm sure G-girl will be thrilled to talk with her big stud later."

There was just enough of a thread of bitterness in her voice to get through his thick skull and connect with his brain. No doubt she was picking on him because she was still annoyed he’d called her out last night, but there was more. He was sure of it.

"Jealous?" he asked.

Her body stiffened and her chin went up and inch or three. "No."

Oh, yes she was. Elisa Sharp was jealous. The nice thing to do would be to tell her G-girl was his sister, Gillie. Good thing he'd never been accused of being nice.

"For a con artist, you sure do lie like shit." He stopped the car next to the jet and cut the engine.

"Oh yeah?" She had the door open before he even got the key out of the ignition. "Well for someone with a reputation of being strong and silent, you sure do flap your gums a lot."

She hopped out of the truck and slammed the door behind her before strutting over the where the agents were gathered, while he sat behind the wheel trying to unravel the meaning of this latest development.

Chapter 24

Isaac

The meet with ATF was at a scenic lookout off the highway, about ten miles away from the Crest Society's compound. The agents had shown up in a convoy of SUVs, black with dark tinted windows that screamed Feds, led by Marko and Elisa in their truck.

A man Isaac didn't recognize got out of the passenger side of the first SUV. He was chomping an unlit cigar and swaggered like he was a massive 'roided-out wrester walking to the ring instead of being five feet, nine inches tall and on the skinny side. Isaac's belly tightened. Shit, they did not have ti

me for the guy to go all Napoleon on him right now.