neglecting her kid, and Kellen was determined to prove he was more than just a pretty face. Inez had been denied SWAT, and though theyâd never say it right to her face, it was obvious that being a single mother had been the reason. Sheâd quit the force because of it. Kellen had made it all the way through FEDOPS training and three years of active missions before resigning for what he simply called âpersonal reasons.â Then heâd been surprised to find that the civilian world had a hard time taking him seriously on account of his looks and laid back personality. Employers mistook all that natural charm and easygoing attitude for weakness. It made the pair of them a couple of very serious overachievers, forging the perfect team, and also the perfect friendship. Liam had never had a doubt about either one of them.
His eyes then sought out Colin. Colin was doing equipment checks before final load, testing lights, cameras, sensors, and the like. He was the only doubt Liam had ever had in all of his hires, and he would probably continue to doubt himself until the day he died . . . or the day his baby brother did. Considering the considerable danger on this pending assignment, Liam thought he was probably more sensitive to his doubts than he might normally be. It wasnât that he questioned his brotherâs skills in the least. Colin was a fine soldier, and an excellent subordinate. Heâd been born to take and follow orders with a sense of duty and precision that would make any commander proud and fully trusting of him.
It was more a matter of Liam feeling the weight of the responsibility he had taken on every time he gave Colin an order or duty that could cost him his life. However, heâd made a measure of peace with himself about it, especially after a night not too long ago when he and Colin had kicked back with a couple of beers and had a heart to heart about it. Colin had reminded him that there was more danger under someone elseâs command than there would ever be under Liamâs experienced hand. Since Colin was determined to be in the business, it was actually safer for him to be under Liamâs watch.
Liamâs phone buzzed, tugging him out of his contemplations.
âNash,â he greeted.
âDevon frigginâ Candler! You sonofabitch, I didnât think you had it in you!â
âWhatâs up, Micah?â he asked, smiling at his partnerâs usual enthusiasm. He had known that Micah was going to orgasm when he heard about NHK landing the Candler job. Micah loved to make money, and Devon would be paying out a great deal of it over the next few months.
âWhen this gig came up, I thought for sure you were going to blow it. I thought, âSure! Ripest plum to ever plop in our laps and Iâm stuck in Milan, leaving the man with the personality of the Antichrist to seal the deal!â But Glory just told me you handed in signed contracts good for six months of 24/7 coverage, with an option to pick up. Now, we both know it wasnât your winning charm, because you donât have any when it comes to handling business, so howâd you get the contract?â
âOh, we have an expertise no one else can claim,â Liam told him, taking no offense whatsoever to Micahâs colorful description of the facts.
âAnd that is?â
âSomething I wonât discuss long distance, Micah,â he said directly.
âAh. No problem, Iâll catch up when I get back.â
âWhen is that, by the way?â he asked, grinning into the phone and knowing what the gist of Micahâs answer was going to be already.
âIs Roni still mad at me?â
âLet me put it this way,â Liam said with a laugh, âwhen you come home and you canât find your car in long-term parking at the airport, donât call the cops.â
âOh, hell! She didnât!â
âWould I lie?â
âCrap!â Micah added a