All Chapters of Aegis Group Task Force: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

Wednesday. Motel. Georgia.CANDI SCRAPED THE LAST of the oatmeal from the paper cup.A lot had changed in twenty-four hours. At least inside of her.The fear had fizzled out yesterday afternoon. If the Metis people were going to find them, they'd have done it by now.More than anything she was annoyed.Annoyed with her brother for not telling her anything and trying to run her life. Annoyed at the hotel for having no cable. Annoyed at the food selectin, the cell phone coverage, her brother's silence. She'd even gotten annoyed at Q last night for doing push-ups.How dare he look hot when all she had to wear was the same pair of leggings?It wasn't fair.She had gotten over her annoyance. It helped that Q was quickly learning just where to kiss her to distract her thoughts. Who could be mad at a man with those skills?A maroon SUV pulled into the parking lot."Q." She sat up and set the oatmeal aside.He was at her side in an instant.They both peered out of th

Wednesday. Safe House, Roanoke, VA.CANDI PACED THE LIVING room. She'd jumped on the chance to use the washer and dryer to clean her things. Not that the oversized T-shirt and leggings was her favorite outfit, it was just better than a dress if she needed to run for it. Especially out here. A dress would just snag on the fence, trees, rocks. What had her brother been thinking? Seriously? It was already bad enough she was having to play damsel in distress. A dress just made it ridiculous.If Metis had anyone on the inside who actually knew her, this plan wouldn't work.That thought made her pause.Q glanced up, as if he'd heard her thoughts. "What's up?""If Wes is right, and Nadine is working with them, this might not work."Q put the newspaper he'd been flipping through aside. "Perhaps, but I can't help but think that Nadine has a lot more on her plate than worrying about you."She wasn't certain if she should feel comforted or alarmed by that assessment, or that he'd

Thursday. Safe House, Roanoke, VA.QUENTIN PEERED UP THE driveway in the early morning light. His eyes felt grainy,, and he was fairly certain he could sleep for a week after the night they'd had. While they hadn't seen another soul prowling around the house last night, it wasn't from a lack of looking. He'd paced the interior and walked the shadows over a dozen times.It was the paranoia. It had gotten to him.Somehow he'd convinced himself that if he stopped being vigilant for even the smallest moment, that would spell their death.He couldn't allow that to happen.A neon blue hatchback bumped down the road toward him.This time Wesley had let them know he was on his way.Quentin glanced over his shoulder at Candi.She'd lasted until around three before she'd passed out on the sofa. He'd have preferred it if she were upstairs and more protected. However, he'd realized pretty fast after the attack that she wasn't going to leave his side unless he made her.They we

Thursday.QUENTIN STARED AT THE white, four-door sedan. It had to be twenty years old, but according to the dash, it only had thirty thousand miles on it.Wesley's directions had brought them to a county road just off the highway. There was a gravel drive that led to an area with two awnings. There were half a dozen vehicles here, from a utility truck and van to a two-seater, flashy sports car. It really made Quentin wonder what kind of gig Wesley was running.Candi stood, her bag slung over her shoulder and staring at the car. "I wish we didn't have to rely on my brother for this.""It's good to have people." He felt a pang of guilt.Quentin had people. The Task Force had always pulled through whenever there was an emergency. He just hadn't wanted to rely on them. Now, he regretted not answering at least one or two of those calls."Can we trust him?" she asked."About as much as we can trust anyone."She shook her head. "I just feel like I don't know him."Quentin

Thursday. McLean, VA.CANDI STILL FELT OFF balance from earlier. After Q's call with his teammate, she'd felt all kinds of conflicted.She was lying to herself and Q. At some point over the last few days, she'd stopped holding onto all that bitterness and distrust that had plagued their first few days. It was her and Q against it all. Just like she'd always wanted it to be. Only, with less potential for death.There was no crystal ball to tell her how this would end or what the future held, but she knew her plans to simply walk away from Q and this wild ride were impossible. She'd thought her work at the CIA was what had breathed so much life into her. Now, just driving with Q, she had to wonder if it had been him all along.What that meant for her future or what they might do together, she didn't know yet. But she wanted to find out. Later. After they'd seen this through. Broaching that topic would just distract them, and they didn't need that."This should be us," she mu