Thirteen grabbed Chantelle's arm and swung it like a happy puppy's tail.
Ashton watched him, stunned. He couldn't believe that this cheerful young man was the same person who just took down Vic.
Thirteen was young, good-looking, and clearly skilled. He also seemed to admire Mrs. Wilson a lot.
That thought made Ashton anxious for his boss.
Mr. Wilson better not take Mrs. Wilson for granted. She had plenty of admirers.
And the competition was tough.
"Ashton, bring back up to Daniel. He and Lone Wolf might still be in the woods."
Chantelle's words snapped Ashton out of his thoughts.
"Yes, Mrs. Wilson."
He quickly got ready and left with his team.
As he walked off, he caught part of the talk behind him.
"Why does he call you Mrs. Wilson, Chantie?"
Thirteen frowned, clearly not happy about it.
"It's just a title. He can call me whatever."
Chantelle didn't pay much attention. She was focused on unlocking the device connected to Daniel.
