Second Chances: A PAVAD Duet by Calle J. Brookes

Author:Calle J. Brookes [Brookes, Calle J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lost River Lit
Published: 2013-03-30T23:00:00+00:00

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RECKONING

Chapter 1

He was the kind of kid others liked to beat up on, but then went on to make billions of dollars in the global market. He looked like trouble, blond hair sticking out at odd angles, blue eyes sullen and rebellious behind thick glasses, wearing a ratty t-shirt that he’d probably had for years. He looked nothing like his dark haired mother. Except for the blue eyes. The kid had her eyes. He didn’t even look like his six brothers.

Ed Dennis flicked a glance outside his open door, where those six brothers sat. Each one was dark-haired and strong. Nothing puny about the lot of them. This one, though, he stood out. Ed hid his smile. This kid was probably a real pain in the ass.

Ed looked at the boy then the boy’s mother. “This is serious, doctor. I don’t have to tell you how seriously this division takes security breaches of this magnitude. And he’s old enough to face adult consequences.”

He didn’t miss the fear that hit her pretty eyes. “He’s only eleven, sir. And he’s never done anything like this before.”

“Still, there were people in that elevator.” Ed frowned as he recalled exactly how he’d felt knowing that one of those people stuck in the elevator had been his daughter. Another had been her close friend, a woman nine months pregnant and in labor. “Ana McLaughlin and the baby—it could have had serious repercussion.”

He’d deliberately lowered his voice to its lowest, its coldest. Scariest. The kid flinched, the mother trembled. He smiled then, deliberately. He knew his reputation for being cold and terrifying. And this woman, a new transplant who’d started in the division that very morning, wouldn’t know it was all show.

Not yet, anyway. He took advantage of that. He kept the glare at full power for a long moment—until the rebellion slipped out of the boy’s eyes and a worry slipped in.

The boy’s mother shifted, her long legs crossing nervously. Ed fought the urge to run a quick eye over those legs.

They were great legs, but now wasn’t the time. Plus, Ed Dennis didn’t ogle his subordinates in his office—it just wasn’t done. He flicked his eyes in her direction, almost against his will. Her lower lip was caught between her teeth; her eyes were soft and wide, scared. She kept glancing between this one boy and the six waiting outside the office. Seven. Ed refrained from shaking his head in wonder. The long, lean vision in front of him did not look capable of having carried seven boys.

His ex-wife put on fifty pounds when she’d carried Georgia. One reason why she’d refused to have another.

Still, this woman in front of him looked damned good. Of course, seven sons probably ran her ragged, burned off excess pounds. God knew, his grandson Matthew kept him fit when he had him. And this one, this middle one, had somehow hacked the computer system controlling the entire St. Louis field office of the FBI. He’d screwed with or shut down every major maintenance system in the building.

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