Chapter 21: CORD

"Law, is this phone secure?"

"Unless my nosy ass wife is on the other line. Dana Sue, hang up the damn phone." We heard a huff and a click on the other end. "You boys having this kinda trouble? Ever since we got back from Lyon's my place is like fucking Quantico, fucking females are getting into everything."

"We're trying to contain ours brother, but we have something more delicate to discuss so be sure your shit is titanium." There was a series of clicks, a long beeping noise and then clean crisp tone. "We're good, what you got?"

"We need to know what you and Creed did under the old man's command. We wouldn't ask if it wasn't pertinent to what we're dealing with here. We kinda have our suspicions but we need verification before we can go forward."

"Hoo, I guess it's all good. I'd rather give my loyalty to you guys than those lying fucks in Washington anyway. It was Khalil. He was moving shit through the Congo and we had to head him off. Never did have eyes on the slippery fuck