"I'm sorry that gig went south, Bren. Not even sure what happened." He kept a hold on her, but sat back down on the bed. "That fucking weasel of an informant must have conned us. That fuckers dead if I ever see him again."
He cursed when she mentioned her brother. The two alpha males never got along, the only thing keeping them from killing each other was their love for Brennan.
"Well, fuck it. The moment they release you we're outta here. We'll take a ship and find our next money bank somewhere else."