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Scarlet Rendezvous

... anything. She just watched me, gun in her trembling hands.

"But I fucked everything up," I told her. "I went back to Afghanistan when she went to college. I was running a security contracting company, me and a buddy of mine, and we scored this big government deal. We had to crack down on Russian arms dealing. We did. Shit got ugly. My buddy Rick got kidnapped and killed. I couldn't save him."

"Are you really in the Navy?"

"Yes. I'm a Navy SEAL. Ex-SEAL. I did four tours in the Middle East. I got deployed right after 9-11. I was in Afghanistan and Iraq."

"Do you have PTSD?" Mandy asked.

"Yes. I used to go to counseling. I need to go back."

"My older brother had PTSD. He was going to counseling, too. Then he stopped. He hung himself in his old bedroom at our parents' house."

"I'm sorry."

"What are you going to do? About Karina? Did you go to the police?"

"No. I'm not going to. They'll kill her, Mandy. They don't fuck around. I've been through this already. I have a guy. Ex-SEAL. Big intel dude. He can trace phones, intercept calls, hack computers, all kinds of shit. I've already called him, and he's on his way down here with his van and all his equipment. He lives in West Virginia. Should be here by early tomorrow morning -- somewhere around 4:00 a.m."

Mandy was trying to decide whether she could trust me or not.

"I'm supposed to wait for these assholes to call back with ransom instructions. I don't want to fuck this up this time. I need to be ...

... ready. When my intel guy gets down here -- his name is Briggs -- we'll hopefully get a location on the caller. We can also hack into their phones and computers remotely. He's got real sophisticated stuff -- totally illegal for domestic purposes. We're talking real Big Brother government shit -- CIA caliber and beyond."

"You can't stay here," she said. "You have to leave."

"Are you going to call the police?"

"I don't know."

"I'm going to request that you don't. Again, these people don't fuck around. But I guess you're going to do what you have to do. I don't blame you. You don't know me from Adam, and after trusting me and letting me stay in your house, I go bonkers on you. You should talk to my ex-wife. She could tell you stories, believe me. So could Karina. I apologize sincerely. I'll get out of your hair."

"Good. Get your shit and go."

"I'll need my gun back, though. I'm not leaving without it."

Mandy just looked at me.

"Seriously," I said. "You're going to have to trust me on this one. Hand it over, please."

She handed it over. I grabbed the gun and put it in the holster on my back. I stood up and turned to leave.

"Wait," Mandy said. "You can't leave without saying goodbye."

She hugged me tight, and gave me a deep kiss.

"Bring her back safe," she said.

I nodded and left.

***

Briggs got to the parking lot of the Tampa Bay Hyatt at 3:45 a.m. He'd come with three other former SEALs, one of them a sniper named Rustin. The five of us ...