Chapter 175: Brenden

Thursday. Emiliano Rio, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

BRENDEN COULD SENSE THE danger building, but he didn't know what he'd said to set Priscilla off. He was speaking without thinking. The longer he was around her, the less he considered his words. All he wanted to do was look at her.

She stood, turned away from him and lifted a hand to push the fine, short hairs off her forehead.

He should say something, shouldn't he? But what?

Brenden's value to the team had never been dealing with assets. He didn't have the gentle command of people like Melody. He couldn't sweet talk them like Vaughn. Nolan and Riley cajoled and joked people into doing what they wanted. Few people questioned Grant's authority. Brenden was the muscle. He did his job, he kept his head down, and did what needed to be done. Until today, that never included conversing with assets as an integral part of their op.

"What the fuck?" Priscilla whirled to face him.

He winced and remained where he was, hoping like hell