Renewed Faith (CSA Case Files 3 / Military Romance) Read Online Free Page B

trimester and the morning sickness had evaporated, Jax was one happy man. Seeing as Kevin had enough nieces and nephews running around in Wisconsin, he knew Jax’s good nature was about to take a nosedive when Jax Jr. was born.
    “When do you think reality will hit?” Taryn asked, pulling his attention toward her as she placed a mug of water inside the microwave. Her addiction to tea was becoming a problem because whatever the hell those leaves were made of had the entire office reeking of wet dog. “You know Ethan will have a tub of popcorn with his feet up the first day Jax comes in here after a sleepless night.”
    “I’m more worried that while he’s struggling with fatherhood, Ryland will make his appearance and blow shit sky high,” Kevin replied wryly as he poured fresh coffee into his battered Vikings mug. He spared a glance Taryn’s way to find her adjusting her black-rimmed glasses as if she wasn’t comfortable with his turn of the conversation. Considering she barely came up to his chest, it was a cute gesture. “Have you or Crest located him yet?”
    Ryland had caused trouble for every single member of CSA and their families when he’d been hired to kill Emily Weiss, Jax’s wife. Whereas Kevin and the rest of the team were on high alert at all times, especially Jax and Emily, Taryn seemed confident that Ryland was lying low in Switzerland. Her sole purpose for the last six months had been monitoring every entrance into the country and locating their target. Kevin was well aware that it was more personal to her, but he was also aware of the reason and he wasn’t one to pry into another’s business. If Taryn wanted to talk about it, she would. In the meantime, he had his own shit to worry about.
    “He’s not on U.S. soil, if that’s what you mean,” Taryn replied, picking up a pencil that had been left next to the packets of sugar and sticking it behind her ear and in her spikey blonde hair that fit her feisty personality so well. He could tell by the sparkle in her brown eyes that she was about to change the subject. “How’s Elle by the way?”
    Fuck. Everyone on the team knew that Kevin had a thing for the raven-haired beauty whose lot in life seemed to be keeping him at arms length. This morning was a perfect example. What made him try and push her out of her comfort zone was beyond his rational thought process. Elle had made it perfectly clear that she thought of him nothing more than a friend. Hell, more of an acquaintance at this point.
    “You suck, like all squids.” Kevin picked up his mug and ignored the chuckle that came from their resident former Navy intel specialist. Her nickname was just a way to rub it in, but considering her out and out laugh, she didn’t give a rat’s ass. “Think you could get back to work and maybe match up something to the file I left on your desk? Taggart gave me everything he had at breakfast this morning. We’re at another dead end.”
    “I’ll run the info through its course,” Taryn said over the ding of the microwave. She pulled out her cup and then started back to her office. “I’ve connected with the database of the forensics lab that Taggart’s been using. I’ll let you know when any results are posted.”
    Kevin watched her walk back to her workspace, which was located directly across from Crest’s office. All of Taryn’s equipment started taking up too much space in the cubicles, so it made sense that she had her own area. As for the connected shit she just referenced, Kevin was well aware that she’d hacked into the lab’s database and hoped like hell she was covering her tracks. Crest would have her ass strung up on a flagpole if she had federal charges brought against the agency.
    “Did Ethan make the coffee?”
    Kevin didn’t bother to stifle a groan of annoyance when Connor walked up behind him. He’d never get to his desk at this rate. All he wanted was a little solitude while he looked over his case notes one more time