#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.

know why Evelyn went,” Victor says, likewise glancing back at his son. “But she wouldn’t have had Ian send that message to Alvin if she

“Didn’t you…reject her? Didn’t you tell her to leave, to never come back, to leave your sons behind? Didn’t you essentially mark her

remember it. The stupidest thing he’d ever done, losing his temper like that. He doesn’t

says, his voice careful, “that she’s…well, that she’s actually bait?

growl becomes a snarl but Victor looks over his shoulder as he drives, letting his son know that he will handle

at me, even if…even if she never wants

reason.

relationship, he says to himself, hoping,

feels a great overwhelming sense

says,

You’ve got to have more faith in her.

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

“Mom is doing

you know that? How do you know your mom’s motives? You’re

uncle. “My mommy would never do anything to hurt

“She left you –“

leaps forward towards Rafe, his little nails turning to claws to rip him to shreds. Luckily, Victor puts out a hand and catches Alvin in the chest before

Alvin,” Victor commands, and, begrudgingly, Alvin

chose to stay. If Evelyn left without him, it’s because I

his head against his seat. “Look, whatever is going on with you

accepting his

still,” Rafe says, shaking his head. “Victor, the numbers don’t line up. We are going into this battle at a sincere disadvantage, and without all of the information we need. Walsh is forcing our hand by taking Evelyn into custody, pushing

seat. “That’s not quite right.” His voice

grinds his teeth, working hard not to lose his temper so

Rafe says, giving Alvin a smirk. “Tell us what you’ve got, little

all to be called little man. “Grandpapa isn’t the one who is pushing us to

before Rafe

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