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“A friend of Lexie’s led the way,” Midas told them. He explained Shermake’s and his mother’s role in their escape. Then said, “I’d like to repay them when we get home.”
“I’m sure Baker will be happy to help track them down,” Aleck said. “All he’ll need is their names and other details that you can remember, and it’ll be done.”
“Who’s Baker?” Lexie asked.
“A guy back home in Hawaii who gets stuff done,” Jag said.
“Wow, that was vague,” Lexie complained.
“He’s hard to explain,” Mustang told her as they walked. “He’s a former SEAL, a hard-core surfer dude, and a bit like a mainframe computer. He knows everyone, can find any information about anyone, and is grumpy as fuck.”
“He sounds fascinating. Is he as good-looking as you guys?” Lexie asked.
“You think we’re good-looking?” Jag asked, exaggeratingly puffing out his chest.
“Well, you’re all looking a bit rough. Especially him,” Lexie said, gesturing with her head to Slate.
His friends chuckled. She was grieving for Dagmar, that was obvious, but she was still doing her best to be friendly to his team.
“Did I ever formally introduce you to everyone?” Midas asked.
“No. But it’s not like we really had the time,” Lexie said.
“True. So, that’s Aleck. His last name is Smart, so you know why his nickname is Aleck,” Midas said quietly as they walked. He assumed they were headed for the LZ for the chopper that he hoped was on its way to pick them up. They’d have to board quickly, just in case the kidnappers tried one last time to prevent Lexie from leaving the country.
“So are you really a smart aleck, or did you just get stuck with that moniker?” Lexie asked.
“Oh, I one hundred percent live up to my nickname,” Aleck said with a smile.
“Next to him is Pid; his first name is Stuart,” Midas said.
Lexie groaned. “Jeez, you guys need better nicknames.”
“Then there’s Jag, whose name is Jagger.”
“Ah, that’s better,” Lexie said with a smile in his direction.
“The impatient one is Slate—whose last name is Stone—and Mustang is our team leader.”
“The one married to Elodie, right?” Lexie asked.
“You heard about my wife?” Mustang asked.
She nodded. “We had a bit of time to kill today,” she said.
“You and Elodie have something in common. I met her in the Middle East too. Of course, she was on a ship and not on land, but still.”
“She sounds pretty amazing,” Lexie said.
“She is,” Mustang said simply.
“And she makes a hell of a hamburger,” Aleck added.
Lexie groaned. “Let’s not talk about food, okay?” she asked.
Midas made a mental note that getting food for Lex was his top priority.
They walked for another five minutes, the team making small talk with Lexie. Midas knew they were trying to distract her from what was going to be an incredibly dangerous few minutes as soon as the chopper was incoming.
