All Chapters of Aegis Group Task Force: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Thursday. Miami, FL.CANDI WAS SAD TO leave the sand behind. She hadn't gone to the beach as much as she'd have liked, mostly because it felt pathetic to go alone. Wesley always had something going on or was hanging out with his supposed work buddies. On a purely human level, she liked being on this walk with Q. That it was him made it more complicated, at least on an internal level.It was all too easy to recall moments from their past and all the times she'd come so close to breaking that understood boundary between them.Of course, she'd known she still harbored feelings for him before today. Candi tried to be a realist about things. She'd had to admit that she was hung up on him after her first attempt at trolling a bar had left her staring into the eyes of a man she knew was attractive and into her. The issue was her. Her heart, and therefore her body, were hung up on Q. She just hadn't known her feelings for him would be this intense.Back on the beach, she'd been all

Antonio's hands stopped. Slowly, he lifted his head and stared at Quentin."Nadine," Antonio muttered.He absently took the cigar from his apron and lifted it to his lips. For a few moments he seemed to stare past Quentin. Looking into the past?"Haven't seen her in years. Probably for the best," Antonio said."Why's that?"His brows rose. "Huh."Quentin narrowed his gaze. "What's that supposed to mean?""Surprised, that's all.""Why?"Antonio shook his head. "If you're looking for Nadine, I'm the last person she'd come to. Something happen with her?"Quentin shrugged. "Just looking to reconnect."Antonio's gaze swept down Quentin's body, assessing him. "You were partners."He nodded. "Were.""I can't help you." Antonio tucked the cigar back in his apron and focused once more on his plant, dismissing Quentin.He stood there a moment longer, but it was obvious he'd been dismissed."Thanks for your time," he muttered and turned."Watch your back with that

"I've thought a lot about this." Candi settled into the seat and let her mind out to play. This was the first time she'd run this theory by someone. "Nadine's career started when? In the eighties? That would have still been a tough time for women in the CIA. She put a lot into that career. If she only wanted to make more money, she could have left the CIA. Or she'd have been selling secrets. Killing people and the things she's covered up don't equate to a payday. Unless, she's working on someone else's orders. That might work for someone else, but Nadine is a strong woman. She wouldn't work for someone else unless it was on her terms. Which is why I think someone had dirt on her and conned her into doing something for them, and then it became a cycle."Q blinked at her several times."What?"He opened and closed his mouth. "I can't tell you."She crossed her arms over her chest and scowled."But..." He licked his lips. "I think you're right. I can't tell you why I think you'r

Friday. Stoke's Bar & Grill, Miami, FL.QUENTIN SAT IN SILENCE, staring at the glare on the dashboard. The smell of the fries still tickled his nose. Sadness yawned inside of him, threatening to swallow him whole. He'd mostly worn off burgers and fries for this reason. The smell would always remind him of Candi.Early on, not long after they'd bet, Quentin and Candi wound up grabbing lunch together. It hadn't been intentional. They'd both assumed others were joining them. He remembered watching her demolish a plate of fries. In one of his less stellar moments, he'd opened his mouth and told her she shouldn't eat so many fried foods. Not his proudest moment. Quentin liked to think that he'd grown since then.What was it she'd said to him?Damn. He still couldn't remember. Something about her brain fuel. She hadn't missed a beat, though. That's what had stuck out to him. She'd taken his arrogant comment and laughed it off.That was Candi.She lived according to her own rul

Saturday. Wesley Gonzalez's Home, Miami, FL.CANDI GLANCED OVER AT the house. Everything appeared to be in order. She'd stayed up most of the night cleaning and tidying up. Her laundry was completely done for the first time in ages.God, if her brother found out about what she planned on doing today, he'd kill her. But he was off doing other things he refused to tell her about, which meant she had freedom over the house. And what he didn't know wouldn't kill him.Last night she'd texted Q about their next steps and they'd agreed they needed to get together to discuss where to start. Seeing as Q feared his rental might be compromised, she'd suggested her brother's place. Not that it was really appropriate for her to do so. Her brother had told her up front that he didn't want her bringing friends here. However, Q wasn't a friend. Not anymore. They were simply working together on a mutually beneficial case. Wesley would never find out, so what was the big deal? Besides, when had