![]() ![]() ![]() “This is the mole,” Ty told him, almost growling. “If you pull one of those ‘everyone I love dies, let me disappear’ moves on me, I’ll hunt you down,” Ty told him. “I can’t believe all this shit circles back to me,” Zane said, staring at the tabletop. Zane didn’t know whether to be grateful to them or to be pleased that these men, men who reportedly had always been hard-drinking, hard-partying hooligans, would refrain for him.Įither way, he’d given them each a nod in recognition of what they were doing. Zane had caught a glance between Ty and Nick that spoke clearly to the fact that Nick had read Ty the riot act at some point about drinking in Zane’s presence. Ty had ordered a scotch to toast Richard Burns, but after that he’d stuck to Dr Pepper. They’d retreated from the graveyard and taken up residence in a local tavern, one Ty had apparently frequented when he’d been based in Washington, DC. Zane had loosened his tie and removed his suit coat because he refused to be in a funeral suit longer than he had to be. Ty, Nick, and Kelly were still in their dress blues. ![]() “And I look forward to it,” Zane mumbled against his lips. “I’ll get you eventually, my pretty,” he whispered. Ty pulled Zane to him and kissed him, holding him by a handful of his hair so he couldn’t get away. Ty and Zane both watched them go, then turned back to each other, both of them smiling. “That’s cold,” Kelly added before they were gone. ![]() Zane looked from him to Nick and back, a grin spreading across his lips. ![]()
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