#Chapter 177 – Reconaissance

As the mission moves towards Walsh’s property, Victor notices that Rafe is particularly quiet. “Are you all right, brother?” Victor asks, turning to Rafe with a frown. Rafe leans back in the passenger seat of the hummer, his foot up against the dashboard, his arms crossed. “Yeah,” he says, clearly distracted. “I’m fine.” Victor’s frown deepens as he drives a bit further, but then he decides to push. “Tell me,” Victor says. “I can tell something is up. You’re never this quiet unless you’ve got something rolling around in your head – you’ve been like that since we were kids.” Rafe looks at his brother with a little smirk and then sighs, straightening up a bit. “I’ve just got a bad feeling about this, Victor,” he says quietly. Victor nods to him, urging him to continue. “It’s not that I think you’re doing the wrong thing,” Rafe says, his words slow and contemplative. “I think that you need to get Walsh out of the way sometime soon anyway, with all of the crap that he’s pulled, a