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Royce entered the kitchen and eyed Blake, as quickly gobbling up junk food, his long hair neatly tied at his nape "It’s a little early for cookies," Royce inforht white sried his broad shoulders "Tasted fine to me"

Royce frowned and looked at the wall clock "Aren’t you supposed to be at the airport by ten?"

Blake glanced at his watch and shoved the chair frolared at both his brothers "I know this airport contract pays us, and pays us well, but I hate these weekend security "

"They like your ATF background," Royce reminded hi about next Saturday"

The instant he was gone, Luke turned an expectant look on his older brother "Well?"

Royce let out a long breath, and leaned against the counter "I have a situation"

"A situation?" Luke laughed "Is that what you’re calling a gorgeous woo to hell look Luke raised his hands in "

"You already know Reynolds asked hter?"

Royce grunted "Not exactly"

Luke’s eyes widened incredulously "Not exactly? What in the hell does thatnotes, and Lauren has been ht be responsible?"

"No, he doesn’t She doesn’t know about any of this and he doesn’t want to tell her until I’m certain there’s a real threat"

"And that would be why?"

"He says it’s because he believes she’ll blow off the threat She works for the District Attorney’s office That makes a person immune to fear in waystime with her, I certainly think his concern is rabbed a chair, and sat down at the table "But?"

"I don’t know," Royce said "Maybe he’s being blackive him for Which, in and of itself, has bad neritten all over it Then there is an entirely different realm of low to consider, which are the senator’s political et Lauren to run for office and she isn’t buying the idea I hate to think he’s selfish enough to keep her in the dark over a threat out of fear of turning her ‘no’ into a ‘hell no’"