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“Mine too,” Eagle Eyes confirmed.

“I thought you’d stopped this game,” I grumbled. “Married life and all that shit.” I’d attended the bastard’s wedding before the holidays, after all.

“Like you can talk,” he groused at me. “We’re both married—”

“This isn’t Jerry Springer either,” Dead To Me muttered. “What are we going to do?”

“What about?” I countered. “There’s nothing to do.”

I knew what she meant though. It didn’t sit well with me either.

Reaching up, I rubbed the back of my neck. “We need to agree to be honest here…” I paused. “None of us were told to target the other, correct?”

“No. My kills were the two ECDfuckers.”

“Same,” Dead To Me agreed.

“Okay, so this wasn’t the ‘Man’ trying to wipe us out.”

“Doesn’t seem to be,” Eagle Eyes concurred. “That’s why I don’t see what the problem is.”

“How did you get out of the Middle East alive?” Dead To Me grumbled.

“Had Lady Luck on my side.”

My lips twitched. “You mean me?”

“Well, if that’s the call sign you’re going by nowadays, sure.”

I almost laughed at that.

Eagle Eyes continued, “Thosecheilesmust have had a high profile target in mind to garner the attention of three separate agencies.

“My handler told me it was someone in the Irish government, and a US military target, but I don’t think anyone in the US is in danger from the ECD.”

Not after seeing Davidson’s face splashed all over the news this week because of the recent state dinner, anyway. Not with the Irish prime minister who liked the current status quo where Ireland was split into two separate countries.

Seemed like a BOGO to me.

Dead To Me asked, “Who were you with, Eagle Eyes?”

He explained, “The Israelis sent me.”

My brow furrowed. “Why would they do that?”

“Because I’m better than their best agent?” He sniffed. “Why else?”

I rolled my eyes. “So, the UK, the US, and Israel were all in league over this.”

“That has to mean something.”

“Not our business,” Eagle Eyes argued. “Why do you care now?”

Dead To Me grunted. “I don’t like the ECD.”

“Does anyone?” he snapped. “It’s not like hotdogs—you either love them or hate them, is it?”

While I agreed, I knew what she meant. “I think we’re in no position to try to figure this out.”

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