If his promise was true, they would be going back to the City tomorrow. You’ll be back in your office by Monday morning if you want to be, Jared. There was a reason Jensen brought him here. Jared traced the letters of the word “Jeep” with his fingertip, remembering with a little smile their wrestling match on the beach over the keys. The last twenty-two hours he had spent with Jensen had been nothing short of extraordinary. The fact that there was a weekend, one that was rapidly becoming the most incredible pair of days of his life. Since he was the one who killed Morgan’s under-bosses, technically he was three points to the positive on Jared’s scoreboard.Īnd that, that right there, was the biggest surprise of the weekend. Moreover, if anything, the information Jensen shared with him on the plane this morning had exonerated him from three murders Jared had erroneously pinned on him. To say his corroboration of his existing suppositions changed anything would border on hypocrisy. Jensen had given all of them a choice, they’d all decided to throw in with him rather than let their dark secrets see the light of day.Īs for his own crimes, he’d only confirmed everything Jared already suspected. He had even made it a point to show Jared that if he had been a target on his list, Jared himself wouldn’t have escaped assimilation, not if he had wanted to keep his true identity safe. Jensen had risen to such power in the City by making deals with the criminal elite, evidently everyone fell into that category some way or another. He’d asked Jensen for the truth in the kitchen, he’d respectfully given it to Jared straight. When they found him, he had a sneaking suspicion it wouldn’t be nearly as pleasant as this weekend was turning out to be.Ī realization that forced him to now assess his situation based on brutally honest reality. If he found himself in a position where he couldn’t come after Jared personally, he would send someone else who most definitely would. There were other people Jensen trusted to take care of his business for him. Even if Jared got away, even if he managed to reach D.C or Chicago or L.A., even if he got someone in the field offices to listen to his story and that person had enough clout to get Jensen arrested and indicted ASAFP, there were others. Would Jensen really just let him go? He’d turn over every grain of sand from here to the fucking moon until he caught up with him again. Let’s say he got off this island tonight. Which brought him to the issues on the tactical front. ‘Fuck that, he’d have found me within an hour.’ John overnight, the last thing he wanted was Jensen hunting him down on this tiny island. If he ran now, blindly, he could find himself stuck on St. Jensen still had his iPhone it wasn’t like he could research that information ahead of time. Croix and fly out from there, who the hell knew what the boat schedules were like, or the flight itineraries out of Charlotte, Amelia or Christiansted. He’d have to hop an inter-island ferry to St. Jared let his finger run the length of the metal key, but as pretty as it was to entertain thoughts of a great escape, he knew all too well that he couldn’t.įrom a practicality standpoint, St. He could take that car and run, just go as far and as fast as humanly possible. Staring at the keys, Jared felt an icy coldness sweep through him, starting in his stomach.
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