#Chapter 177 – Reconaissance

As the mission moves towards Walsh’s property, Victor notices that Rafe is particularly quiet.

“Are you all right, brother?” Victor asks, turning to Rafe with a frown.

Rafe leans back in the passenger seat of the hummer, his foot up against the dashboard, his arms crossed.

“Yeah,” he says, clearly distracted. “I’m fine.”

Victor’s frown deepens as he drives a bit further, but then he decides to push.

“Tell me,” Victor says. “I can tell something is up. You’re never this quiet unless you’ve got something rolling around in your head – you’ve been like that since we were kids.”

Rafe looks at his brother with a little smirk and then sighs, straightening up a bit. “I’ve just got a bad feeling about this, Victor,” he says quietly.

Victor nods to him, urging him to continue.

“It’s not that I think you’re doing the wrong thing,” Rafe says, his words slow and contemplative. “I think that you need to get Walsh out of the way sometime soon anyway, with all of the crap that he’s pulled, and that military might is the best way to do it.”

“So?” Victor says, turning onto one of the back roads that run adjacent to Walsh’s property. His force has been spreading out, surrounding Walsh on as many sides as they can without being noticed.

“So,” Rafe says, thinking it through, “it’s just…all on Walsh’s terms. On his property, with his daughter and your son as the bait. With Willard backing him up. The numbers are wrong, Victor.”

Victor sighs, knowing that he’s right. His Betas have been telling him the same thing – that the sheer numbers of the forces, what they’ll be up against –

At best, it’s going to be tight.

“I understand that Evelyn being there…it makes it tougher, Victor,” he says softly. “You want to get her home, you want to patch things up with her. But Vic, why is she there? He didn’t capture her – did she go willingly?”

A little growl comes from the back seat, Alvin’s hackles raised by Rafe’s implications that his mother might be on the wrong side of things. Rafe shoots him a look but mostly ignores the boy.

why Evelyn went,” Victor says, likewise glancing back at his son. “But she wouldn’t have had

you tell her to leave, to never come back, to leave

stupidest thing he’d

careful, “that she’s…well, that she’s actually bait? Voluntarily? That

shoulder as he drives, letting his son know that he will handle

if she’s mad at me, even if…even if she never wants to see me

for a reason. If she’s telling me to come, it’s not because it

have a relationship, he says to himself, hoping,

Victor doesn’t know what, precisely, has caused it, but he feels a great overwhelming sense of…faith. That Evelyn wants him to come, that she’s rooting for him. That

why?” Rafe says, frowning,

him. “For a reason, Rafe. You’ve got to have more faith in her. She’s

in the back seat to see Alvin nodding slowly, his arms crossed

“Mom is doing it for

know that? How do you know your mom’s motives? You’re attached, mentally, to your twin – not to

his uncle. “My mommy would

“She left you –“

turning to claws to rip him to shreds. Luckily, Victor puts out a hand and catches Alvin in the chest before he

commands, and, begrudgingly, Alvin gets back into his

If Evelyn left without him, it’s

sighs, resting his head against his seat. “Look, whatever is going on with you two romantically…it doesn’t matter. I’m sorry

accepting

a sincere disadvantage, and without all of the information we need. Walsh is forcing our

His voice is still angry but Victor can tell that he’s working to

him. Alvin meets his eyes and grinds his teeth, working

smirk. “Tell us

teeth still clenched – not liking at all to be called little man. “Grandpapa isn’t the one who is pushing us to go faster – he’s not the one who let us know that he took mommy away

nods, seeing before Rafe

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