Jack (Eidolon Black Ops #8) - Maddie Wade Page 0,3

Fitzgerald can also vouch that this is what it seems and not some attempt to form a team of mercenaries.

I look forward to hearing from you.

Eidolon.

Jack sat back, knowing he’d be checking out the email with both James, and if he’d see him, his brother. Although Will’s current access to a laptop was minimal. If it were a genuine offer, he’d just been handed the keys to the best Black Ops Security Team in the world, and he now had a name for them. Eidolon.

Chapter One

“Knock, knock.”

Jack looked up at the open door of his office at Eidolon headquarters. “Hey, Alex. Is everything ready?”

Alex sat down in the chair opposite Jack and regarded him with the calm everyone knew the man for. Of all his decisions, making Alex his second had been the best. He balanced him and gave the team structure.

“Yep, all set. You leave for London first thing tomorrow and everything is in position. Decker and Liam are already in Malta, and Mitch and Blake have gone on ahead to Cyprus. Lopez will travel with you, as will Gunner, Reid, and Waggs. I’m going to head to Cyprus tonight.”

Jack sat back in his chair, folding his hands over his belly. “Thank you, Alex.” This tour had been worrying more than any other he’d overseen, mostly because of his father and the threat he still posed while he was out there.

“It will be okay, Jack. We have everything covered and can call in support from Fortis and Zenobi at a moment’s notice.”

Jack sighed and sat forward. “I know. I just hate that I can’t find him.”

They both knew who he was talking about. The entire team were well aware of his father’s treasonous crimes. He’d offered to resign, but the Queen wouldn’t hear of it, and neither would his team. So he was going to do his job and concentrate on finding his father and bringing him to justice in every spare second he got.

“We will. He can’t hide forever. We both know that.”

Jack nodded but changed the subject; that one made him anxious and failing was never a good feeling for anyone. “Is Autumn set up to run things from the office here with Evelyn helping her?”

Alex smiled at the sound of his wife’s name. They’d married in a quiet ceremony, and she was now expecting their first child and was therefore out of commission. He knew Pax was also expecting. The team’s dynamic was changing for everyone, with more of his team now married and in love than not.

Thoughts of marital bliss had never appealed to him, mainly because he was too busy. Since his father’s betrayal of his entire family, he was even more opposed. Yet, seeing the couples he worked with in social settings, he wondered if he was missing out by locking himself away and avoiding commitment.

There was only one woman who’d ever tempted him, and she was so wrong for him it was laughable that the attraction between them was so strong. She was wild and unpredictable, broke the rules and protocol, and believed she shouldn’t follow regulations, while he believed planning was the only key to success.

Her blue eyes mocked him even as they enticed him to bend, to break, and to take what he knew would be the hottest sex of his life. He’d teased her once, flirting with her, knowing that while she mocked his personality and found him stuffy and boring, labelling him arrogant and miserable, she was also attracted to him.

It had been his reaction to her that had him backing away from the blonde siren that drew his gaze anytime she was near. Now he had to face her and ask for help again, knowing she’d make him grovel. It wasn’t something he enjoyed doing with anyone, let alone the woman he’d visualised naked more than once.

“Autumn is fine, and Will is still running things from here, so she can always ask him.”

“Yes, he is.”

Alex stood and headed for the door. “See you in Cyprus, boss man.”

“Yep, see you there. Any problems, call me. Day or night.”

“I will.”

Picking up his phone once he was sure he was alone in the building, he dialled her number. She picked up on the second ring, sounding out of breath and his dick hardened at the thought of all the reasons she could be breathing so hard and liking them less and less, despite his body’s response.

“Jack, what can I do for you? I’m kind of busy.”

Her breathy voice was like