Iris by Susan May Warren

Author:Susan May Warren
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Susan May Warren

Seven

Maybe this was a bad idea. It sort of settled in Hud’s gut as night fell around them in the quietness of the Uber, on the way to Werner Vogel’s supposed address in the Mittee district. Hud had looked it up, and from the Google street view, it looked like a standard four-story historic building.

And he was going to, what—assault the man? It was one thing to hit him on the field, completely another to bring the violence to his home. It didn’t help that Iris’s words sat inside him, haunting. Don’t do something stupid.

Yeah, this might be exactly that—stupid. But they needed answers.

Except Ned was with him, and Ned was a SEAL, and Hud couldn’t get past the idea that he’d somehow notched up the stakes by inviting Ned.

Or Ned inviting him. Whatever.

“Don’t kill anyone.”

Ned looked at him. “What?”

“Just…don’t…you know…do SEAL stuff.”

Ned just blinked at him. “You do know that we try very hard to distinguish the good guys from the bad and to avoid collateral damage? And Werner Vogel is not a terrorist, yet. So don’t worry, Hud. I’m only looking for some answers. Aren’t you?”

Hudson nodded. Looked away, his gut still knotted.

Streetlights lit up the roads as the driver wove through old neighborhoods to the northwest corner of the city. They’d passed the impressive creamy-white Brandenburg Gate, then the river, bright with the lights of the nearby buildings.

“But along those lines, what’s up between you and Iris?”

Hud glanced at him.

“Are you in love with my sister?”

Oh. Hud wiped his hands on his jeans. “I…we…” He sighed. “I don’t know, okay? I just know that I feel like I got her into this mess.”

“How is this your fault? I remember Iris telling us that she showed up on the bridge, she inserted herself into this story.”

“If I hadn’t been there, maybe she wouldn’t have been either. And maybe none of this would have happened.”

Ned turned quiet. “Then why were you there?”

Hudson looked out the window again. “I think the Vikings are going to release me.”

“To the NFL?”

He gave a harsh, bright laugh. “I doubt it. I mean, yeah, my agent called and said he’d lined up a tryout, but I’m five years off the draft, and sure, I’ve got great hands, and I might be at the peak of my career, but one more hit to the head and…well, I’m already struggling with brain fog and some steadiness issues…”

And shoot, he didn’t know why he’d said that. Especially to Ned.

“Sorry, man. Our guys deal with some of the same things—brain trauma from concussive blasts, and other injuries. But yeah, its an epidemic in football.”

“Never mind the guys coming out of college ball—they’re getting faster and stronger every year. And some team can pick them up and mold them.” He shook his head. “I’m not trying to be cynical—just honest. And so when Ziggy approached me a few months ago and asked me to be a courier for the CIA—which ended up being this private security group—I thought, why not? Maybe…I dunno, I can be a patriot.

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