#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.

went,” Victor says, likewise glancing back at his son. “But she

leave, to never come back, to leave your sons behind? Didn’t you essentially mark

to remember it. The stupidest thing he’d ever done, losing his

it possible,” Rafe says, his voice careful, “that she’s…well, that she’s actually bait? Voluntarily? That

drives, letting his son know that he will handle this. Alvin meets his gaze and keeps quiet, but

wouldn’t do that. Even if she’s mad at me, even if…even if she

his next words. “If she’s there,” Victor says, “at her father’s house. She’s there for a reason. If

relationship, he says to himself, hoping,

feels a great

why?” Rafe says,

him. “For a reason, Rafe. You’ve got to have more

back seat to see Alvin nodding

is doing it

“How do you know that? How do you know your mom’s motives? You’re attached, mentally, to

his uncle. “My mommy would never do

“She left you –“

little nails turning to claws to rip him to shreds. Luckily, Victor puts

Alvin,” Victor commands, and, begrudgingly, Alvin gets back into

“Alvin chose to stay. If Evelyn left without him, it’s because I made her. The fault is

his seat. “Look, whatever is going on with you two romantically…it doesn’t

nods, accepting his

without all of the information we need. Walsh is forcing our hand by taking Evelyn into custody, pushing us to go faster. He

quite right.” His voice

Alvin meets his eyes and grinds his teeth, working hard not

smirk. “Tell us

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

nods, seeing before Rafe

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