Free Dead Shall Speak (An FBI/Romance Thriller Book 10) by Morgan Kelley

glanced over at his brother. “You’re damn lucky she isn't here. Elizabeth would kick your ass for even thinking that.”
    He grinned. “I miss her so much that I’d gladly let her.”
    As the plane slowed, they all unbuckled.
    “Well, let’s get this started. It’s time to go play in the dead, team,” Ethan stated, heading for the door. “Make me proud. Let’s find a killer and dedicate this one to Elizabeth. She’d want us to kick some ass.”
    They all cheered.
    Neither Ethan nor Callen knew if it was because it was in her honor, or because she wasn’t there to ride their asses. With the people who worked for them, it seriously could go either way. When they weren’t cowering in terror, they were saluting her.
    Either way, they’d get the bad guy.
     
    It’s what their team did.
     
     
     
     
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    Thankfully, it was a short drive to the dig location. Once there, the team headed in, much like ants leaving the hive. If anything, their people were damn good at what they did, and it showed. Grabbing their gear, they got down to work.
    Now, Blackhawk had to do his thing.
    Lead .
    Spotting their anthropologist, Ethan and Callen opted to head there first, while Doctor Leonard prepped his team for the bodies.
    “Oh God! I am so glad to see you,” a harried Tony Magnus blurted. “This has been a hellish couple of hours.”
    They didn't doubt that at all.
    After all, three bodies and a handful of curious scientists didn't mix. Not when it came to forensics.
    “We’ll take over now,” Callen reassured. “I’ll contact the university and start coordinating this for the team.” He wanted to do his part, making Ethan’s job a little easier.
    “Yeah, that’s going to be a huge problem,” Tony stated. “The second we found these flesh covered corpses, the university wanted nothing to do with them. In fact, they’re ready to call this some government cover-up.”
    It was stupid shit like that which made Ethan Blackhawk want to lose it. Why would they cover-up bodies found on the school’s land? Did they honestly believe the FBI had nothing better to do with its time?
    “Do we have confirmation that they’re not part of the university’s anthropology projects?”
    Impeccably timed, Doctor Chris Leonard arrived, pulling on a clean suit and snapping on his gloves. “I think I can answer that once I get a look at them,” he offered, immediately hugging his buddy. “Hey, Tony! I’ve missed you. You charged out of Lyzee’s party and have been hiding out.”
    He laughed, jerking his head toward the redhead not far away. “I’ve been tied up.”
    Without missing a beat, Chris grinned wickedly. “I love when that happens. It’s good to see she unties you for work.”
    Ethan cleared his throat, knowing the men were heading toward bedlam. Unfortunately, with Elizabeth gone, he had to keep some sort of rein on the mayhem. “Do I have to separate you two?” he asked. “We’ve only been here three minutes, and it’s already starting. This may be a record, even for you.”
    Callen shook his head. “You’re screwed. The only person who can keep these two in line is Elizabeth.”
    He was well aware.
    God!
    He missed her.
    Both doctors snickered, knowing it was going to be fun to work together again.
    “Okay, all joking aside, where are they?” Chris asked, rubbing his hands together enthusiastically. “I’m anxious to get to my patients.”
    Callen tried not to laugh. The people on their team were good, but sometimes he questioned their sanity. Who was excited to dig around in decaying flesh?
    Only their ME.
    Tony led them to the pit and pointed at the three tarp covered bodies. “I’m sorry. I had to cover them with something until you got here. I know it’s not FBI protocol, but it was the best I could do. With the heat and the prey birds flying over, I didn’t want them snacked on before