Chapter 35

Saint POV

 ”The vacation home?” CJ asked me, looking at me with surprise plastered all over his face. 

“Yeah. That should be the safest place.” I replied, feeling the Martini burn down my throat as I gulped it down. 

“Saint, have you forgotten already what happened the last time? You've not been there since then.” He said, an expression of worry taking over his surprised face. 

Forgotten? How could I? How could I forget such? I could never. The sick feeling I got from then had never left me so how could I forget? 

“I haven't,” I replied in a flat tone.” The vacation home seems to be the safest place as of now. And come whatever may, that would be the last place they would think of.”

CJ shook his head. “I don't know about this Saint.”

“Look, get lots of the guys to be in this. Get more guys out of the training hut and take them with you. Tell the jockey to be more careful with Tequila's location this time around.” I