Free The Boys Club by Angie Martin

suit?”
    “I’ll change into it when we get there. Don’t want to get
all wrinkled on the drive.”
    Allie grinned. “You mean you don’t want to be uncomfortable
in a suit longer than you have to.”
    “That, too.” He gestured to the nebulizer and a small bag in
her hands. “Are those for me?”
    “They are,” she said, handing them over. “Duplicates of
everything that I officially gave to Jack a few minutes ago. Schaffer is the
only one who knows about this. The teams already have the suitcases for Sara
and Mary as well.”
    He packed the items in his bag and zipped it up. “I
appreciate it, Allie.”
    “That bag also has some bandages for your hip and some
scissors if you can’t make it back for me to take out the stitches. I know I
won’t be able to get you to wear your sling, so I’m not even going to try.”
    Logan heaved his go-bag over his right shoulder. “Can’t let
anyone know I have a weakness.”
    “No, you sure can’t.”
    Considering the meaning of her words, he followed her out of
the room to the elevators. The only two people he’d ever let in were Schaffer
and Karen. Despite his close friendship with Jack, he couldn’t open up in the
way he should, no matter how much Jack opened up to him. However hard she tried
to get in, Allie only saw his external wounds, though she knew of the internal
ones.
    They rode up the elevator in an uncomfortable silence. With
the numerous things he wanted to tell her, he couldn’t say anything. Allie
wouldn’t understand the incredible pain that Karen’s death still caused him
after two years. That pain swelled in his chest now, just from thinking her
name. Allie knew nothing of his life as a juvenile, running away from foster parents
that ranged from mediocre to horrific. How he tried to keep food in his stomach
by starting with pickpocketing and working his way up to burglary. He could not
carry his burdens on his own, but he wouldn’t dare ask another to help him with
the load.
    The elevator doors slid open and he gestured for Allie to
exit first. Stepping out of the elevator, barreling into a situation that held
little possibility for a positive outcome, Logan turned his thoughts to the job
ahead.
    They walked into the chapel, where the rest of his team and
the other teams waited. Allie moved up to the front of the room and Logan took
a seat in the front row. Schaffer eyed them both, as if searching for signs
they had broken his decree.
    “Now that we’re all here,” Schaffer said, “let’s make sure
everything’s in place. Logan, run down the job one last time for us.”
    Logan rose from his seat and stood next to Schaffer. “The
teams assigned to Sara and Mary will both leave here and drive to our
previously designated meeting place where the car service vehicle will be
waiting. I’ll drive that to the wedding planner’s office, while the other teams
get into position. I’ll make sure Mary sits on the passenger side and Sara on
the driver’s side. Those who are assigned to creating the diversion will make
sure there is an accident involving her security detail.”
    Jack’s hand shot up. “We got some good news in that regard.
Sara slipped her detail yesterday on her morning run and Mathers fired them both.
She now has two new security men who are unfamiliar with her.”
    Logan tilted his head. Why would she pull a stunt like that?
The actions made no sense for a privileged girl. Maybe she wasn’t as tied to
her father or money as he originally thought. Maybe she was more… normal.
    “That is surprisingly good news,” he said to the group. “It
could also be bad news. Apparently she’s resourceful and thinks fast on her
feet. We’ll have to watch her closely so she doesn’t slip away from us.
    “Once I pass the accident, I’ll get to the exchange spot as
quickly as possible. I’ll pull up, Jack and Tuck will administer the sedatives,
and we’ll put them in their respective cars. Carlos will take over driving for
me and