Who: The Rogues & Liaisons What: The Rogues say goodbye to the Thunderbolt program. It's not a pretty break up. Where: Thunderbolts Mansion When: February 26th, just after midnight Rating: Where there are Rogues, there is an R rating.
It had been a good run. They'd done pretty well abiding by the rules of the government-- and the digs weren't too bad either. They got fed, smokes, a place to sleep, even beer on occasion-- and that Greer wasn't particularly hard on the eyes either.
But there was only one of her and four of them (and Lisa) and not nearly enough booze or action to keep them happy. There had been too many brawls and broken noses and people trying to bang his sister. Len was officially done with being a Thunderbolt.
Actually, he'd decided he was done with it a few weeks ago; but with Uncle Sam constantly buzzing over their shoulders, it had taken a while for him to get the word out to the boys and for them to come up with a plan-- and while it was more of a hassle than he would have preferred, they had broken out of higher security places before. They would do it again.
And tonight was that night.
Len got up off the couch and started out of the living room, giving a brief nod to the fellows. It was time to grab their shit, get dressed, and get the fuck out of Dodge.