Accepting the cup from Gabriella, Tobias took a sip before setting the coffee aside. He was on overwatch for the operation going down. Thirty minutes earlier some of Moreno’s cohorts had begun to arrive, with six more driving up in the last ten minutes nearly on top of one another. All had been moving fast. Whether from fear they were being targeted or fear of their boss he didn’t know. All that mattered now was they were down to two more possibles arriving to complete the group. His hope was they didn’t arrive together, or close to one another allowing his team to snag the trailing party.
Movement caught his eye. “Vehicle approaching from south, truck or SUV with trailing smaller vehicle.” Another bright white blob dragged his attention to the screen’s left. “And our last party goer is coming in late to this shindig. Let the guy from the south slip in, catch the guy coming from the west. Repeat, your target is coming from the west. Three vehicle convoy, lethal force is approved if necessary but keep it quiet. We need to ensure all loose ends are tied up, we can’t have one of this guy’s men getting to Moreno letting him know he was snatched.”
“Correction, one vehicle is peeling off heading toward town. You now only have two vehicles to contend with. Unknown number of occupants.” Why the one car had taken off for town was troubling. A problem that had Tobias making a quick decision. “Previous orders nullified, we are not going westbound. Adjust for southern target.” They couldn’t risk the guys that had headed to town circling around to the compound and tripping them up.
“Confirm last, over watch.”
“We are taking the southern approaching vehicles. Repeat, your targets are coming from the south.” Not the best choice given how close the vehicles were to the compound already, but he knew the team would pull it off.
“Copy that, we are picking off the birds coming back from winter break.”
Cherry’s words had him rolling his eyes and working to refocus the satellite he shouldn’t be utilizing. Thank god for favors owed to him. They’d needed all the help they could get on this fucking op. Gabriella had been their biggest help with all the information she’d supplied and suggestions. Leaning back in his seat he tugged her in to hug her against his side while the satellite recalibrated for his adjustment to the coordinates he needed to be watching.
“Your birds are one hundred klicks from the roost,” he said keeping the bird analogy going. “Rough calculations have them moving at forty miles an hour. Hustle up.”
“Copy that.” Herc’s words came through clear followed by a bunch of muttering about hustling through an overgrown forest.
Tobias tuned the bitching and moaning out knowing the team was using it to motivate themselves to push through the general fatigue and aches that came from such hasty travel. Instead he looked up at Gabriella to judge how she was doing. The skin around her mouth was pinched and she appeared paler than normal. She was stressed, tired, and anxious to see how everything turned out. He also knew she was feeling some hefty guilt about the part she’d played in helping them get this far, and the knowledge that her assistance would be further utilized before the night gave way to daylight. “You don’t have to stay down here with me,” he told her gently. “If you’d rather do something else you can, I won’t mind.”
“No. I need to be here. I need to be at your side.” He was proud of her. She was strong, strong willed and bodied and he liked that about her, a lot. “Can I tell you something?” She asked and then when he shook his head she nestled in as close to him as she could possibly get. He loved that as well, just how she was drawn to pull in closer to him. “You made a good call on making them take the ones from the south instead of the ones that separated. I don’t remember what it is but there is something different about the ones that split off like that. I wish I could remember it but I was going to ask you to have them take the other car.” He could tell that it was driving her crazy that she couldn’t remember what it was too.
“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. They aren’t our concern any more. Our only concern and focus is stopping these guys right here.” Reaching out he tapped the screen where the vehicles were making steady progress. He then pointed out his teammates on an intercept course. “They’ll get ahead, drop the spike strips, shuffle back and out a dozen feet for room to maneuver. They need to be in the perfect positions to make this a surgical strike. One shot off from the guards could ruin the entire op, sound travels way too well at night even in the jungle.”
“This is very true. Screams travel as well so I hope that they are able to subdue them all before they are able to get shouts out as well. Just make sure that they are safe? Tell them to take extreme caution when they take the convoy, please? I don’t want your friends harmed.”
“They are professionals who take every precaution,” he said. He couldn’t say that they wouldn’t be hurt, no one could say that about any operation because there was always the unknown factor in every situation that could truly fuck up a damn fine op. Pressing a kiss to her cheek he breathed in her scent. She smelled like woman with a layer of his own soap, faint though it was, adding to her perfection. “We’ll need to remain completely quiet during the op. I’ll only speak if absolutely necessary, and then it will be to pass on information that they might need.”
He felt her nodding and then heard her talking. “You simply tell me when to keep my lips closed and I will. If you need for me to I can leave the room for you as well. I can go to the bedroom that we are sharing so that you don’t have to worry about me accidentally sneezing or coughing or something silly like that. I want your people safe and I have got to have you safe. It’s a must.”
“You won’t need to leave since you’re not on comms. Just keep your voice down if you need to tell me anything,” he told her. “It’ll fine, and so will they. The team knows what they are doing and have done this, multiple times, over the years in all different settings. No two are the same naturally and yet they all have similar occurrences.”
He stopped to stare at the screen and then spoke to the team. “They’ll be on top of you in two minutes.”
“We’re set here,” Ripper told him.
“Ditto over here,” Whip said. “Give us the countdown, over watch.”
After checking their position and the vehicles he started the countdown. “First vehicle passing your position in three, two, one, now!”
“Spike one deployed,” Herc reported.
“Spike two deployed,” Cherry added a second later.
On the screen, the two vehicles started to swerve drunkenly in near unison. The lead car skidded from the road and into what Tobias assumed was a tree given its sudden stop. Smaller white lights began to disembark and he knew the guards were jumping out knowing well and good their tires blowing were no accident. His team moved in like the well-oiled machine they were and targets began to drop. Two from his team went for the second car and yanked out a white blob.
“Target acquired. All non-friendlies are down for the count. Anything from the roost?” Whip asked.
“Negative, all quiet in the roost. Don’t dally, coffee is on and food will be going in the oven in fifteen.”
“Copy that, over watch. Clean up moving into high gear.”
Tobias kept watch on the team while they bound their fall guy, moved the bodies of his guards back into the vehicles and then worked the cars off the road into the jungle a fair distance. The jungle, and predators that lived there would take care of the bodies. Even if they didn’t and were eventually found it would be too late for Moreno.
Only when the team began the hike out through the jungle back to where they’d left their own vehicles did he let out a breath. He’d continue to keep an eye on them but they were heading back which meant things were moving in their favor. “Go throw the lasagna in the oven, sweetheart. When they get back to the trucks Whip will take a pic of our guy to send to us so we can figure out who he is, and you can shift the money around.”
Ripper was designated to come back to the house with the target while the other four stayed behind to blow the explosives. Only when everything had detonated would they go into the compound to do a sweep. But they couldn’t detonate until Gabriella began to move the money into their patsies account. Then it would be necessary to let them have some time to vent, and potentially make a couple calls. From there it was all going to crumble down around everyone, literally.
She moved to put the lasagna in the oven, he noticed that she kept looking back at him and giving him a smile. Damn but he loved that smile she gave him. When she had it in the oven she moved back to him and touched her fingers to his cheek and then his neck. “So, how long do we have before your friends are back? Do you need to plug the laptop in to recharge it or are you still good?”
Tugging her onto his lap he hugged her in close. “It’s fine for now. It’s not exactly factory specs and has roughly a week worth of juice to it. I’ll plug it in once Ripper is on his way back our way since there will be some time I won’t need to watch the screen while the others maneuver into place. Not that we have much time left with the satellite. It’ll be going out of range in close to fifteen minutes, if not sooner. I’m going to owe my buddy big for this one that’s for sure.”
“Yes, you are. If there is anything that I can do to pay him back I will do whatever it is to help you. I just hope that whoever hired you is paying you well for this job.” If she only knew just how much that they were getting paid. “I have money hidden away and accounts as well. Enough to start a new life. We need to use it to have your friends create me a new identity so that I can be free.”
“Don’t you worry about anything, we’ve got you covered.” Whip had already been working on cleaning up her past and doing some things that made his head hurt to hear in that tech speak he used. The bottom line was, by the time they were on the plane. Gabriella Moreno would no longer exist. To the world she would have had an untimely, and unfortunate death due to a pre-existing condition. One they were logging into her medical records from the time she was a pre-teen. All Whip needed was her new name to finish off the paperwork. The passport would be waiting for them upon arrival and she would be able to use it to go right through US customs thanks to yet another favor he’d called in. This was one he’d been owed so he didn’t feel nearly so guilty in calling on that particular marker. “But you need to decide on a name. Think on it and let me know by the time we board for our trip stateside.”
“A new name. Wow, that’s something I’ve never really thought about. How about Amanda? What do you think? Do I look like an Amanda, or a Natalie perhaps?” She asked with a smile. “I want something that you are going to like as well, so whatever it is that we choose it has to be a name that we can both live with forever.”
“Well think of several and then I’ll test them out. You saying them is one thing, but you hearing them from me may make you change your mind about it. For instance, how are you feeling when I say how sexy I think you are today, Amanda?” It wasn’t bad but it didn’t feel right to him. “Or what about, I do love to cuddle with you, Natalie?” Again, not quite right. In his opinion, she should really use a version of her existing name, shortening it perhaps to something familiar yet different. But he’d let her play with the names for a while before making the suggestion.
She wrinkled her nose and shook her head. “I don’t like either of those. Can I just be Gabbie? I know that it’s so close to my real name but those two I don’t like at all. I’m not sure how to choose a name for myself. I know how odd that sounds but there it is. What is a name you would like to have for a woman that loves you, or rather could love you if you let her?”
“Gabbie is likely too close, but what about something like Brie? I know technically it’s a type of cheese, but we could put Brianna on your new passport and you answer to Brie instead. Still part of your name and relatively familiar. Or maybe Ella, that’s another option to think on.”
“Mom called me Ella when dad wasn’t around. He hated that moniker so she never used it anywhere near him. It was one of the very few memories I have of mom. I like Ella. I also like Brianna. Can call me Brie if you want but only if you promise to eat me up.” He saw her teasing look and had to grin at that.
“I am totally okay with that.” He had plans for her that did not include being anywhere in public for a damn long time after they hit the States. A bed, food, water and her naked were the only requirements to see it mostly fulfilled. The rest of his master plan involved him having her and taking her in every way he could think up and then hitting the Net for more ways to sex her silly when he ran dry on ideas. Wrapping his hand around her nape he tipped her head into position for a kiss. Not the little pecks he’d been keeping to so he didn’t throw her over his shoulder and haul her off to fuck her deep, hard and for days, but a kiss that had tongue and teeth banging together from the intensity. He couldn’t wait for them to get back home where he could finally have her, repeatedly. Tobias let her up for air. “I plan to dine on you the moment we get to my house. We may, or may not make it inside before I start.”
“I would be perfectly fine if it started before we made it inside. I want you every bit as much as you want me.” She was panting, her fingers were holding his shirt tightly and he could tell that she wanted him just as much, if not more. “I need to have you inside of me more than I need my next breath and that’s not even an understatement of what I’m feeling right now.”
Since he felt the same way, practically crawling out of his own skin, he sympathized with her. “It won’t be much longer, Gabriella. A few hours and we’ll be homeward bound to start our new life, together. Once we’re out of that airport all bets are off although I would prefer getting you at least to my house where we’re guaranteed some privacy.” But it would be damn hard to keep his hands off her until then. They were close enough he could taste it.
“Too bad we can’t have a limo waiting for us so that we don’t have to wait for us to get to your house. It would be awesome to send your crew on their way and to be able to be with you as soon as the door of the limo closes. I would love it. So much. But I will be good and I will try to keep my hands to myself so that we can get to your house and behind closed doors so that your friends don’t think that I’ve cast a spell on you or something.”
“Pretty sure that cat’s already out of the bag,” he said. Smiling Tobias gave her another kiss. With a nip to her lip he tucked her in close to him while returning his full attention to the screen. Things were looking good and on schedule. Although with the buffer they’d built in they did have some play on that. At a guess, he figured the team would have their soon to be guest at the truck in five minutes given their current pace. And with the satellite feed starting to fuzz and flicker he knew he wasn’t going to be providing them any more assistance. “Over watch to ground stompers, we are losing the feed at this end. You guys are on your own,” he warned them. Leaning forward Tobias disconnected from the link with one last look at everything and using Whip’s instructions made sure the hack couldn’t be traced to any one spot on earth. At least that’s what the guy claimed.
He could feel her looking at him, almost hear her thoughts. When she spoke, he wasn’t surprised. “You’re worried about them, aren’t you? If you didn’t have to watch over me you would be out there with them, wouldn’t you?” Her hands moved over his shoulders, he loved her touch. Fucking loved it. “Tell me how I can help you to make it better?”
“I always worry about them, they are more than my team or employees, they are family. We long ago bonded together not merely out of a sense of self-preservation but because we’re all weirdly kindred souls. I may have been their commanding officer back in the day, but even orders wouldn’t have kept the unit together without that bond we forged.” Tobias had made a promise to himself, and to her that he’d never lie to her from day one. Which meant he couldn’t lie now either. He could omit, but he wouldn’t outright say an untruth. “I would be with them if you weren’t here, but that was a different plan. Had I been there it would have been Whip sitting in this chair on over watch duty instead. We might all have our specialties, but we can interchange when it’s necessary with some minor tweaks to how things are done. We all know how to adjust on the fly to whatever life hands us for specific circumstances and are damn good at it.”
“Thank you for staying with me. I’m not certain that I could handle having someone else watch over me. Especially someone that I don’t know. I don’t even know how many people are in your group or what their names are. I hope to be able to meet them all eventually.”
“There’s six of us in total including myself. I’ll introduce you to them formally when they get back, but their field or code names are, Herc, Whip, Scout, Ripper and Cherry. They are a bunch of characters that’s for sure, be warned now that they will most likely be highly inappropriate and generally say whatever the hell they want. I’ve tried my best with them but one can only do so much with what was available.” In his ear, he heard some extremely creative language abuse coming from said team. Tobias hid his grin. He’d said it because they’d been listening and he knew it would ease any tensions in the field. Yes, he wished he could be out there with them but he’d made the call to stay with Gabriella, and it was a damn good idea in his book despite what the team might say to the contrary. Once they’d met and got to know her they’d understand too.
“I want to be with you and I’m thankful that you stayed with me. I don’t think that I would have told anyone else what I told you.” He knew that it was because of the connection she felt with him. Had it been another there was no way that she would have told them anything and he knew it. He knew that the only reason that she had done anything at all was because of the feelings she felt for him.
“I know, sweetheart.” Brushing a light kiss to her forehead he gave her a squeeze. Right about then he noticed a notification flag, and leaning forward to click on it he found an image loading. “There’s our scapegoat, do you recognize him?” If not, he could probably get Ripper to pat him down for ID but that went on the assumption the guy would have some on him. Around these parts these assholes all assumed people knew them and feared them.
She looked at the image and nodded. “Marco Alvarez. He’s an asshole of the nth degree. He has five children brides and I wish I were kidding. I’m not however. They are all between the ages of thirteen and seventeen. I’m glad it’s him. Maybe those girls will get free and be able to find some help for the trauma that I’m sure that they’ve suffered.”
They could only hope, and despite the tug to his heartstrings Tobias knew there wasn’t anything the team could do. On completion of the job they had a tight timeframe to get out and back to the States to ensure their cover held. All part of the package with their employer. Rubbing her back he turned the laptop her way. “Set the funds to move into his account in ten minutes. We want it to be obvious he’s not coming even though he should have been there already, but not too obvious. This will look like he’s figured out he’s fucked, maybe got intel that everyone else is in the compound, and is preparing for his getaway. When you’re done use a portion to purchase a ticket in his name to Mexico with another one within two hours of landing heading to Europe. Doesn’t matter the flight, all your father and his compadres will see is this guy’s running and heading for the one place they don’t have a network in.” Once in Europe the guy could travel anywhere under the radar. Something else Tobias knew would occur to Moreno.
Gabbie nodded and wiggled her fingers. She let them fly over the keyboard, timing everything just right as he had told her to time it. “Are you sure that this timing is going to be enough?” She simply needed to make sure that it would be enough to make her father suspect Marco. Then again, her father would suspect anyone of anything when it came to his money.
“Should be given when they grabbed him. If he had actually stolen the money he would, if he was smart, sent a man to watch the compound. Mainly in case your father sent Quan and his squad out. But getting news back from our fictional watcher our patsy will realize the noose is closing around his neck. Since we all know he doesn’t personally have the skill to do the hack he would have hired or threatened someone. Getting that person into gear after discovering all your counterparts showed up for a meeting you were damn well expected at means you’re now on borrowed time, but still require this mythical hackers’ skills. Thus, the gap in time that’s enough yet not too much.”
“I will go with what you know and just be the one who’s behind the keyboard. I think that London and then a train to Switzerland would be good, don’t you?” She asked him with a smile, turning to face him when she asked.
“I think that should work, he could potentially jump off at any stop between the two points and rent a vehicle. Good call,” he complimented. Running his hand over her back in slow circles he watched her fingers fly over the keyboard. She was quite good at the subterfuge end, at least electronically. It gave him ideas that he’d sit on until later, much later. “Make sure you buy three different tickets though. Different times with different end stops. Switzerland will be the last one with a car rental from somewhere in the train depots area, but at least five blocks away.”
“Good call. I forgot that part. Sorry about that.” She did a little more changing to what she was doing he noticed and then leaned back once more. She looked awfully smug. “Okay, so we have trails left for dad to try to find Marco. There are false leads all over the place so we are good. Now what do we do?”
“Now we ensure the monies all reach his account leaving none of what you originally transferred in the others’ accounts. Then you will need to dump the entire lot into an offshore account. This will help mess up your father and Quan, mainly because certain offshore banks have uniquely horrifically terrific ways to keep their clients’ money hidden. From that point, we will move it through several other accounts once we’re stateside before it vanishes completely for a time. Even should someone go looking for it they’ll never find it with the way the banks systems work, everyone is a number with no name or face and their security is unreal. In a couple weeks. you can then donate it to whatever charities you wish discreetly and while at a public location using their Wi-Fi on one of the laptops, either mine or whichever one we have available.” It was convoluted, but in case there were survivors from the compound they would need to tread carefully for a time with the money. Reaching around her pulled up a file and opened the document within. “Any one of these you can use. They are all technically ours, and you’ll use them over the next couple weeks to toss the money around between.”
“I am all for being safer than sorry, trust me. Any and every possible safeguard that we can put into place would be wonderful. If you think we should do it from a cafe that’s good, although most of them have CCTV systems so that would have to be something we would need to think about. We should check into either a library or something else like that. Something to ensure that they won’t ever be able to trace back to us in any way possible.”
“It’s adorable that you think I can’t avoid being spotted on cameras.” Tweaking her nose, he grinned when she pulled a face at him. “You let me worry about the where and when, and you be brilliant with all the geek stuff that makes my head spin. For now, why don’t you go plug that in to recharge and we’ll get the table ready for the team when they eventually get here. Ripper should be arriving in about ten, maybe fifteen with our patsy and once he’s stashed away you can meet the first team member. Ease you into this so you’re not totally overwhelmed.”
He saw her hesitation and then chewing her lip she asked him. “Are you sure I should be down here? I understand if you want to keep them separate from me for a time more. I don’t want to get any of you in trouble and I don’t want to have them giving you grief because you let them see me and I certainly don’t see them wearing their masks and gloves and whatever to hide themselves from me while they try to eat.”
“It’s perfectly fine, relax. They are going to adore you. Not like I do which is a good thing since I have no intentions of ever sharing you. Besides it will be a good thing for you to meet Ripper first. He’s got an uncanny skill of reading people. If you get his approving nod it will make meeting the others a lot more relaxed.” Winston had taken many a course at Quantico for profiling after figuring out he had a natural skill he could hone further. Like the guy needed more skills, but the entire team trusted his judgment in the field, and would here, which was all that mattered.
“As long as you are sure that they won’t mind me seeing them.” She moved her hand so that it would close over his. “I guess that I have to meet them eventually anyway. I’m as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof, but you will be here with me so that’s what matters, right?”
“Not going anywhere, promise. Now plug in the laptop and I’ll get some coffee going. I’m sure they will all need some before we have to start our exfil.” Lifting her off his lap Tobias gave her ass a little smack. It was one sweet ass, after all. At her sharp look, he gave her a wink and made his way to the coffee maker to get it going.
“Your exfil? What is that?” She looked back with a grin at him when he had smacked her ass. She liked it, damn he liked that she liked it. “I’m plugging it in, no worries.” She went to do just that, plugging in the laptop so that it could charge. “But seriously, what is an exfil?”
“It’s shorthand for exfiltration and basically means our withdrawal from our current location with due caution for the current dangerous and explosive climate we are in. In other words when we hit the road for the plane. Like I said, shorthand. We military folk are big on it and acronyms too.”
“Ah, okay well I hope that I don’t have to learn them. Do I? You will explain to me what I need to know and don’t need to know, right? Because let me tell you, I am not so sure that I will be able to learn all the stuff that you already know.”
“You don’t need to learn any of it. You might pick up a few things here and there, we use it from time to time without consciously thinking about it, but for the most part we do try to limit it only to when we’re in the field.” Turning to face her, the coffee maker gurgling behind him, Tobias enjoyed looking at her. She was one sexy woman, not only her exterior but also everything on the inside including her too smart brain.
“I do pick things up quickly.” He recalled her telling him about how she started with the hacking so that would be true. “If I do, I do but if I don’t I don’t. I will just leave it for you to explain to me.” She told him with a smile. “Now, the laptop is plugged up, the coffee maker is going and your people will start to arrive in ten minutes. What should we do in the meantime?”
“Not much to do until Cherry sets off the explosives. They’re still getting into position to keep an eye on anyone that may tear out of the compound. They have orders to ensure no one from the meeting survives on the off chance the explosives aren’t enough.” Which was a possibility given the information Gabriella had supplied him with regarding her father’s office and other rooms. On the plus side with the protective measures in place it was all in his team’s favor when it came to things that went boom. Since the glass was bulletproof, and the walls lined with some metal or other the explosion would bounce off those surfaces and back into the room with percussive force to do even more damage to the soft flesh and organs of those inside.
“Then that is what we will do. We are just going to sit here and hold on tight until they get here and then we will get out of here as soon as we possibly can. You need to start to call me by my new name so that I can get used to it. Have your people call me by Ella as well.”
“Yes ma’am,” he said snapping her a salute. Grinning when she gave him a look he shrugged and walked in closer to her. “While we’re waiting on them we’re going to start packing up. Since we now have a rough timeline for departure we’re going to go pack up our room and do the scrub down. Each member of the team will do their own spaces, and then we’ll work together in the common areas we’ve all used.”
“I’m assuming by scrub down you mean to remove any and all possible DNA traces like hair and so on? Do you take the bedding with you as well? I’m assuming that you do because you wouldn’t want to leave anything like that here, right?”
“We don’t take the bedding. We roll it all up, soak it with lighter fluid, and stuff them into a barrel we acquired several weeks ago to burn them. Anything we can’t transport in our duffels gets the same treatment. We bleach everything down followed up with some special mixes that spray on and are left to further screw up whatever possible testing they might think up. But the bleach is our big one for destroying potential DNA evidence. The spray is for any areas we might not get with the bleach or can’t reach.” He went to a bag on the table and after a quick look through, hefted it over his shoulder. “Ready to get started? We’ll need to open all the windows after quickly wiping them down with the bleach because from that point on it’s going to be relatively noxious in there. But we are prepared with masks, long gloves and goggles.”
“I don’t have any of those things. Maybe I should help you and then wait outside? No, I can’t do that because what if someone saw me. Okay, so I will just have to let you do anything that needs gloves and goggles. I will remain close to a window so that I don’t pass out from the fumes.” There was a slight hesitation and then she frowned. “You brought enough for everyone, including me? How would you have known that you would have been keeping me, or keeping me alive?”
“I didn’t, but we always bring several sets of everything in case one or more end up damaged. We believe in being mildly over prepared for every situation. You never know when a key piece of equipment might fail, out on a mission you can’t exactly run into the local store for parts so you bring whatever you think you need plus duplicates for all the really obvious problem items. Upstairs woman, we have things to do. Plus, this will ensure that our guest doesn’t see you when Ripper brings him in. He’ll have on a hood but one can’t be too careful.”
“Okay, that sounds like a plan because the last thing that I want to have happen is him see me. He would know immediately what was happening. He hates me, I won’t lie. I know just how silly that sounds but it’s the truth. That’s why I’m so happy that it’s him because he’s a complete and utter asshole and he knows that I feel that way about him.”
There was a story there. He’d have to try and get her to talk about it partially because he was curious, but mainly because he now needed to know how badly to hurt the asshole. Following her up the stairs he tossed the duffel onto the bed and pulled out packages of gloves until he found some that would work with her tiny hands. While she tore into the packaging he pulled out a new mask, and a set of goggles for her. “We’ll wipe down each window fully from the inside, then lift it and clean the bottom and outside where fingers normally reach to on the wood. Each frame will need to be down too and once all the windows are open we’ll start in the bathroom. Given it’s the smallest room we will have to do it in pieces. When we need air, we’ll wash our hands and pack up things in here before going back in working from the furthest point to the doorway. Once we’re done no one enters a room with shoes on, and without gloves on.”
“Sounds like a plan and since you are the one whose done this before I’m trusting you completely on this.” Gabbie took the gloves that he offered her and the bleach so she could begin to help him clean up their prints and any possible DNA that might be there left from them. “You point the way boss and I will do it.”
He pointed to the first window with a grin. “I could get used to being your boss,” he said. Tobias had a feeling it wouldn’t fly often but he’d take it where he could get it. The glance over her shoulder told him he’d better damn well enjoy it while he could. Shaking his head, he pulled on the goggles, mask and gloves before joining her to do all the high spots she couldn’t reach.