Free Nightstalker: Red Team by Riley Edwards

team, “Get your kit and go bags we are wheels up in…” Zane looked down at this watch, “eight minutes.”
    Everyone dispersed without a word. That spoke volumes of their trust and respect for Zane. No one questioned where he was taking them or why. No one knew the mission or the gravity of what they were about to learn. They all trusted Zane enough to follow blind. Consummate professionals, Zane was lucky to have found each and every one of them.
    I looked towards my brother before I left to get my own gear, his head was lowered and he looked tense. These next few hours were going to be hard on him. He was going to have to tell the rest of the team the truth about who I was and what role I have played in many of their missions.  Then there was Jasmin, she was going to be red hot mad not only at Zane, Eric and I but the universe.
    “I got your back, brother.” I rested my hand on his shoulder.
    “I’m not worried about me; I am worried about my team.” Zane shook his head.
    “They are your family and they respect the hell out of you Zane. There is nothing to worry about.” I assured him
    “Jasmin is going to flip her shit. She is going to need a strong hand to get through this. She does not like showing weakness in front of her team.” Zane has always had a soft spot for Jasmin.
    “I got her, Zane.”
    I walked out of the conference room and into my office to grab my go bag. I opened the bag to confirm everything I needed was in there. Two passports, two sets of identification, credit cards, cash, extra magazines and ammo. I touched my right hip to confirm my HK45 was strapped on, a habit that was ingrained in me over my years on the Teams. Trust but verify – even yourself.
    I slid my vest over my head and pulled the Velcro straps at the sides tight, threw my pack over my good shoulder and picked up my Blackhawk go bag and was all set. I checked my G shock watch, I had three minutes to get to the roof and wait for transport.
    Roof access was on the top floor across from Zane’s office. Jasmin, Eric, Jaxon, Leo, Colin, and Drew were all standing outside of Zane’s office door waiting to proceed to the roof together. I studied each member of my new team; it was always strange going out a mission for the first time with a new team. Luckily I didn’t come across that very often; once you all get in sync it is hard to adjust to someone new. I wonder if that is how they all felt about me coming onto their team. Like I was the one throwing them off sync.
    I heard the helicopter rotor blades pulsing as the aircraft made its descent onto the roof.
    “Go.” Zane opened the door and everyone filed up the stairs to the waiting helicopter.
    Each member of the team gave a quick salute to the Commander in Chief as they entered the cabin of the Eurocopter Dauphin II turbo shaft, helicopter.
    Once everyone was strapped in and secured our Bose A20 headsets we could hear Zane. “Mr. President meet your team. Leo, Panther. Drew, Shades . Colin, Breeze . Jaxon, Blue . Eric, Wolf . Jasmin, Nightstalker . Lincoln, Ghost .”

Chapter Nine
    Jasmin
     
    I closed my eyes for a moment as I savored the peace and the back and forth motion of the helicopter. I wished I could start this day over. Go back to the beginning and call in sick. Better yet, back to last night and my original thought to quit so I wouldn’t have to face Linc once my mortification set in knowing he heard me touching myself. I felt my face begin to heat remembering what he said to me in the parking garage. I believe his words were, ‘I will take, and touch, and lick every single inch of your tight little body. Your little pussy will ache so badly you’ll beg me to fuck you.’ Yes, those were his exact words; I had committed them to memory. Men think they are the only ones with a ‘spank bank’. They are not, I would be using that statement later when I closed my eyes and…. STOP. Full stop! What the fuck was I doing? I was in a helicopter with the