Melody's POV

“They’re excited,” Sedric replied as we all stood in front of the jets, which were fueled to take us straight to Cascadia. The men were all beside themselves as they grabbed their gear and walked onto the planes. Those who weren’t flying with us had driven, leaving late last night with Monte so they could be there by the time we landed.
“How could any place named Candia be exciting?” Olivia frowned, her hands across her chest as if she were a child. It was kind of funny. I didn’t know Barbie’s could bend their arms.
“Cascadia,” Coraline corrected while Adriana stood beside her. I was curious to see what would happen in the week I was gone.
“Whatever, my point is the same.” Olivia rolled her eyes.
Evelyn smiled, clapping her hands. “Well, I’m excited for you boys. I always wanted to send you all to camp. Take pictures!”
“Honestly, mother, it’s not that type of camp.” Liam smirked, kissing her on the cheek before grabbing his bag.
“Actually it is,” I replied, as Fedel handed me my new smartphone. “I’m simply going as a chaperone to make sure they don’t lose complete control.”
“A chaperone?” Declan smirked. “What do you think will happen?”
Turning to Fedel, I raised my eyebrows. He was trying really hard not to smile and even coughed.
“Well don’t be shy,” I told him.
“Last year, some of the knife nuts captured five or six skunks and placed them in the sniper cabins,” he snickered quickly before returning solemn.
“And?”
He dropped his head down. “And then the snipers covered their cabins in honey and fire ants.”
“Then the hackers were hacked and their computers were filled with gay porn. They also replaced their normal mice with dildo shaped ones. The hackers then gave them laxatives. Which lead to the things I do not even want to begin to explain. If I hadn’t stepped in, one of them probably would have died,” I said as I checked my messages. Looking up, I saw Evelyn’s red face still processing everything she just heard.
“Holy Jesus fuck, what’s on the menu this year?” Neal asked, wide-eyed.
I could see the excitement building in his eyes.
Fedel grinned. “You Irish better watch your backs.”
“Non vedo l'ora di prendere questi cani verso il basso.” Antonio laughed alongside Fedel.
Declan stepped forward. “If you’re going to trash talk us, do it in English or Irish so everyone can hear or beidh mé briseadh do liathróidí.”
“Just in case you don’t know, he said he will break your balls.” Neal laughed.
Antonio held up his hands, not even least bit afraid. “You Irish and your balls. All I said is I can’t wait.”
“Enough,” Liam snapped at them.
A whole week of this . . . how fun.
Sedric looked desperate, and I would be, too, if I had to spend time with the women. “Mel, are you—” “No, Sedric,” Evelyn and I said at the same time. She looked at me and grinned as if we had an alliance.
“This sounds so stupid,” Olivia declared with her nose so high a bird could nest in it. “Neal—” “Neal works for me . . . us,” I said as Liam glared at me. “This is part of the job. Don’t like it, too bad. But if you’re really worried, I will personally make sure he doesn’t become someone’s butt pirate.”
Their jaws dropped, and Liam opened his mouth but closed it quickly, chuckling to himself. Smiling, I glanced once more at Adriana before turning toward the plane. In an hour, we would be at camp and I wouldn’t have to deal with being a Callahan for a week.
The moment I stepped onto the plane, they all stopped speaking and looked at me.
“Continue.” I didn’t have anything to say to them. Sitting down, I noticed Eric had a leg brace on. He met my gaze, and I simply grinned, forcing him to look away.
Fedel walked up to me—not sitting, seeing as how he had lost that right —with a file I hadn’t seen before. I almost wanted to smile at him.
Information was the key to my good graces.
“Yes, Fedel?” I asked as Nelson, the stuttering fool, handed me a glass of wine before going to serve the rest of the plane.
“I know you don’t like apologies—” “And yet here you are wasting words, Fedel.”
He nodded. “I have kept watch on Vance and found something, but I haven’t been able to confirm it yet.”
I hated unconfirmed information because it often led to dead ends.
However, he knew that, so whatever it was had to big enough for us to pay attention to whether it was true or not. Glancing around the plane, I only saw Neal.
“Wait until Liam takes a seat, and then join us,” I replied. I watched as shock flashed through his eyes before he nodded.
He wouldn’t have to wait long seeing as how a second later, Liam stepped onboard with Declan right behind him. Liam looked almost annoyed when he looked at me, and it was ticking me off. I wanted to shoot him in the fucking face, the emotional bitching bastard. I hadn’t done anything. He wanted to be Mr. Cold and act like a dick then I would let him.
The cabin went silent again for him.