where pictures
related to the job would be displayed. After the job was announced, the
assigned leader picked his team and planning began. Yet in all his years
working for The Boys Club, Logan had never seen the chapel so full, which made
him all the more curious about the job.
Schaffer came through a side door with a file in his hand,
followed by his assistant, Kyle, and Allie. Logan watched him step up to the
podium. Kyle went to the projector and plugged in a laptop, while Allie settled
into a chair to the left of the podium. Logan made eye contact with her for a
brief moment before Schaffer called for everyone to settle down.
“I know you are curious why so many of you are here this
morning,” Schaffer said into a microphone. “Right now we have three teams in
the field, but everyone who isn’t active on a job is here in this room. A new
job came across my desk an hour ago, one that will require three teams. Even
though it’s the biggest job we’ve ever done, we have only 24 hours to plan it.”
Murmurs came from the all over the room and Logan frowned.
How did Schaffer expect them to plan such a large job in such a short time? He
was grateful that he had just returned from a job. The chances of getting stuck
on another job so soon after finishing his last one were slim, especially since
he had been injured.
Schaffer’s voice boomed across the room again, silencing the
whispers. “I know it seems impossible, but we have to get it done. A life is at
stake, so we don’t have a choice.” His eyes roamed around the room until they
landed on Logan. “I’m putting Logan in charge of this one.”
Logan’s lips parted in surprise as the others turned their
heads until their eyes fell on him. A few strong whispers came from around him,
expressing outrage over Schaffer’s decision.
“With all due respect,” Logan said, “I’m not ready for
another job. I just returned last night and with my shoulder and the stitches,
I don’t know if I’m able to take on such a huge job so soon.”
His words shut up the rest of the group, who turned to
Schaffer for his response.
“I wondered that myself, but I reviewed Doctor Connors’s
report and she’s cleared you for duty.” Schaffer held his hands up at the start
of the protests from the others. “I would much rather have someone who is
rested, but I think when you hear about the job you will all agree with me that
this one needs to go to Logan.”
Anxiety knotted in Logan’s stomach. “What’s the job?” he
asked.
“Hugh Langston.”
Gasps came up from around the room and some men turned to
look at Logan, who had tightened his jaw at the sound of that name. He was
certain the other men no longer objected to his taking charge of the job, not
when it involved the man who had killed his wife and unborn child.
“Are we taking him down?” Logan asked.
“Not exactly. He’s taken out a hit on someone and we need to
stop it before it happens next week. She’ll be the one to take him down.”
“Who’s the target?” Jack called out from beside Logan.
Schaffer locked eyes with Logan. “His daughter, Sara.”
Chapter Six
Sara rolled over in bed and reached
for Stephen. They had decided to sleep in, and she sent Mary a text earlier in
the morning to delay their plans. With the wedding racing toward her at
light-speed, she welcomed the opportunity to be lazy for a change.
Watching Stephen sleep, listening to his soft snores, she
wondered once again what marriage would change between them. They had lived
together for three months, ever since her father insisted on buying them an
early wedding present in the form of the immodestly large home, staffed with
maids, a personal chef, and gardening crew. She hated the obnoxious display of
money, but he claimed he wanted to spoil his only child, especially since they
had lost so much time together.
He had missed out on the first twelve years of her life,
mainly because her mother had been his mistress and not
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