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“Who was?” I asked.

Star shot me a look. “Eagle Eyes.”

“Don’t you think it’s strange how so many of you were in this battle?” I questioned, unease settling in my gut like a lead weight.

“It’s a small world over there,” she said, shrugging.

“Who’s Dost Mohamet Khan, Star? How do you know him?” Maverick demanded.

“He was the man who enslaved me. My first owner.”

Sucking in a breath, I pressed my hand to her nape and gently squeezed once, twice, wanting to reassure her that I was here for her.

“You told me that you were assigned to a museum to protect their antiquities,” Maverick rumbled slowly. “And you were taken because you were hunting down a double agent? That wasn’t a lie?”

“No. But I lied to you about the country. It wasn’t Iraq, but Afghanistan.”

“For fuck’s sake, Star. Why lie?”

“Because we always keep something back, don’t we?” she mumbled guiltily, her gaze clashing with mine. She looked so miserable that I had to squeeze her nape again. Just to reassure her that I knew she was trying.

Sometimes, in this fucking life, especially in her life, that was all you could do.

“What’s going on, Star? What the hell is happening?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted. “I can tell you Khan’s dead if that helps?”

Maverick was quiet for a moment. “You killed him?”

“The first time I picked up a gun after I got free, he was in my crosshairs. Luckily for me, he traveled to the UK and made it easy for me to take him out.”

My jaw worked. “What the hell was he doing traveling to the UK?”

“He was a Sparrow,” she drawled. “That meant he got away with trafficking. Probably genocide too. Until me.”

Pain loaded down Maverick’s every word as he asked, “I’ve tried to get in touch with Eagle Eyes but he isn’t answering.”

“No, he’s on a job for me.”

“What kind of job?”

She cleared her throat. “He’s tracking Temperance Black.”

“Cin’s cousin?”

“Yeah. Her.”

“What’s she done?”

“She’s a Brother.”

“Thought they were the good guys?”

Star sighed. “What’s a good guy these days?”

“Whoa, that’s a philosophical debate in the making,” I said, reeling her in. “Can you contact Eagle Eyes and get him to speak with Maverick?”

“I guess. I don’t know why he wouldn’t be picking up your call though, Mav.” She pursed her lips. “Leave it with me. I’ll update you tomorrow.”

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