Hello butterflies, I need some input. As we know mama’s into insta love, but Devon developed a little differently. I’m doing a final run through before putting the book up for pre-order and I needed your feedback since you are the ones who will be reading this story. It’s my first time really writing the slow burn type situation so let me have it…be gentle.
The younger man, who I recognized once his face came into the light as Track, came to stand next to his dad.
It was more like he shielded the older man with his body, but he did it in such a smooth strategic way, that someone without my training would’ve missed it.
I wasn’t sure until now how I felt about the kid, seeing as he was a damn criminal. But that move solidified him in my estimation.
That and the way he sized up the rest of us without seeming to. And there was no fear in him. He kinda reminded me of a younger me after I’d got out from under my uncle’s thumb. Puffed up with my own strength.
I moved forward while the others hung back a bit still having that feeling in my gut like something was awry. I didn’t feel like we’d walked into a trap, but there was definitely something nagging at me.
“Did you explain things to him?” I kept my eyes on the old man but could feel the tension coming off his son. He wasn’t saying shit, but his body said a lot.
“He’s not the one you’re here for.” I sensed as much as heard Lo move behind me.
“I’m sorry? I was under the impression that you spoke to the admiral…”
“Of course I spoke to Mac. Had I not you would’ve gotten a completely different reception. But like I said, my son’s not the one you’re here for.”
“I don’t understand, the pattern here is kids…”
“Yes I know but….” Before he could say more his son all but placed himself between the two of us and got in my face.
“What the fuck do you want with my sister?” I didn’t let the surprise show in my eyes, but I’m gonna gut Mancini’s ass for sending us in blind. I knew some shit was wrong with this picture.
First off, until his name showed up in those codes we’d never heard of Terrence Samson. We knew the other men or had heard of them in some way over the years, this guy was a complete surprise.
If we’d had more time we probably would’ve learned more, but there was no use going over that shit again, we were here now.
I finally switched my attention to the boy while the rest of the team came to grips with this new turn of events. I didn’t have to hear them to know what they were thinking.
At least it made sense now that he had a daughter, but why hadn’t we seen anything about her in the search? Another question for later.