All eyes turned to Donovan who’d been standing quietly in one corner of the room. With an unapologetic shrug, the big guy’s dark, knowing eyes stared straight into Logan’s.
One corner of Logan’s mouth lifted into a smirk. “Okay, fine. There is something Nat and I wanted to talk to you all about.”
“I knew it.” Lucky gave a cocky shake of his head. “What do you think he wants now?” The other man posed the question to Archer. “I mean, it sure as hell isn’t money, because we all know they have hard tellin’ how much of that now. Oh, maybe it’s—”
“Maybe if you shut the fuck up and let the man speak, we’ll find out whatitis.”
For the second time in as many minutes, everyone in the room looked Donovan’s way. And then…
Natalie laughed. “Man I’ve missed this.” Her gaze softened as she looked at every man in the room. “I forgot how much I loved hanging out with you guys.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, we love you, too.” Lucky playfully waved away the sincere sentiment. “Now spill it.”
A round of shared laughs and quipped comments filled the room before Logan raised a hand to quite the small group down. He did have something he wanted to discuss with his old team.
Something with the potential to alter the course of all their lives…
“When we received the compensation checks from Frost’s company, our initial reaction was to reject every penny of it,” Logan began to explain.
“That money felt tainted,” Natalie added. “And frankly, I was ready to burn the checks and never look back. But then Logan and I got to talking about everything that had happened and how differently things could have turned out if you all hadn’t been here to help.”
“You didn’t need us for that.” Donovan shook his head. “Your boy’s the one who took care of business.”
“Maybe,” Logan countered. “But knowing you guys were here…working as a team again…it felt good, didn’t it?”
“Damn good.” Archer gave a curt nod of his dark head.
Lucky chimed in next with an overly loud, “Hell yeah, it did!”
“Hooyah!” Chase raised his bottle in the air again.
When Donovan gave his own muttered concurrence, Logan looked up at Natalie whoseI told you soexpression nearly made him laugh. “You want to tell them, or—”
“Nope.” Those dimples of hers deepened. “This one’s all you.”
Copy that.
“Natalie and I decided to use the money from Frost Avionics for something good,” he announced to the others. “Turn a negative into a positive.”
“Like what?” Lucky frowned. “You gonna donate it or something?”
“Or something.” Natalie gave the other man a sly smile.
“Jesus Christ, Hayes,” Van grumbled. “Would you to get to the fucking point already?” Van grumbled.
Logan grinned. With a deep breath, he quit pussyfooting around and got to the fucking point. “Okay, so hear it is. Nat and I want to use the money to start a private security company here in Seattle.”
“And we want to bring each of you on as equal partners,” Natalie revealed the rest.
The room grew quiet as the others processed the news, Archer being the first to toss out a question.
“Security…” The other man let the word trail. “What exactly are you thinking?”
“Yeah.” Chase popped back in before Logan could respond. “Like…what exactly would we be doing?”
“This.” Logan looked around the room. “I want to help others the same way we helped Nat.”
“And with the money we got, we can offer the help without charging an arm and a leg to people like me who need the best but can’t always afford it.”