Taking Liberty: The Next Generation by Edwards Riley

Taking Liberty: The Next Generation by Edwards Riley

Author:Edwards, Riley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rebels Romance
Published: 2020-04-27T16:00:00+00:00


24

“What the fuck?” my dad rumbled.

I said nothing.

“Walk me through the part about me being the first choice.” Carter’s voice had gone hard, his face had blanked, and damn if it didn’t remind me of Drake. How easy it was for him to slip into his role as a SEAL.

“Classified.”

“Call Drake,” Lenox barked.

“He won’t tell you, either.”

“The fuck he won’t.”

“He won’t and you know it.”

I prayed I was right. Besides, Drake had enough to worry about with Trey and Luke being injured. He didn’t need Carter in his face.

Carter was studying me in a way I didn’t like. He was smart, too smart, and I watched as he worked through something. When he nodded I knew I wasn’t going to like his conclusion.

“Dad, dig through her last mission. Where she was, what the objective was, who she was with. If this was personal, that ambush was a setup.”

“Did that. Dead end. Reports are bullshit,” Lenox answered.

Carter’s eyes narrowed on me. “Why the cover-up?”

“There’s no cover-up. It’s classified.”

“What units are at Hunter?”

No, no, no, Carter was getting too close.

Clark rattled off the different battalions who called Hunter Army Airfield home while my uncle listed the different tents from Airmen, Marines, Coast Guardsmen, to the soldiers. I had to admit, it was a little scary he knew them off the top of his head. But what was scarier was the way Carter scrutinized the information so quickly.

“Un-fucking-believable,” Carter seethed.

“Don’t,” I pleaded, knowing he was putting everything together. “Leave it alone.”

“What unit, Liberty?”

I remained silent—there was no correct answer. My dad and uncles had worked under the veil of secrecy when they were in the Army. Their unit was classified as a logistical unit, when it was anything but. Being former members of the combat application group, they’d know. Carter being a former SEAL, he’d figured it out.

“Fuck this!” I shouted. “Leave it, Carter. I don’t need this shit on top of everything else. You might not think so, but I’m dealing. I’ve left it behind me. I’m fine. Or I was until all of you thought that interrogating me was your best option. Now, you’ve pissed me off.”

“You’re not dealing with it,” Carter pushed. “You’ve—”

“Stop telling me what I’m doing. I’m so sick and tired of people telling me what I am and what I’m not doing. First Drake, then Logan, Dad, Mom, you, fucking hell. Leave me alone.”

“Not gonna happen.” My Uncle Jasper entered the conversation. His tone took me by surprise. I’d never heard him angry.

“What do you want from me?”

“The truth.”

“The truth? You want it, fine.” I welcomed the pain my nails caused digging into my palms. I needed to feel something other than all the ugly shit eating at me. I was not this person, I didn’t lash out, I didn’t hate my family, I didn’t hurt people.

“I hate myself. I hate that I was weak. I hate that I was afraid. I hate that my team died because of me. I hate everything. Is that the truth



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