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I did not have time for this bullshit running through my head.

We had her sister to rescue.

She pulled out her tablet and accessed the schematic, pointing along the pathway we were on. I nodded and gave her direction. I'd go east, she'd go west. Both of us would toss a flare if we got into trouble. I would not be tossing my flare. I would only be looking for hers.

You can get into trouble too.

I could, but I would much rather she save her sister than come for me. My plan had been to use the police, but now we knew they weren't reliable.

Besides, we were only going to go in if it would be an easy grab. We weren't going to be heroes, not today. If we got eyes on her, we'd call Interpol. We had a favor or two to call in.

At our divergence point, Tabs lifted her gaze to me, eyes big as if she wanted to say something.

Instead, all she did was nod, and head off her way.

For once in your life, you have someone who understands, who gets what you do, and you're still scared.

Fuck.

I shoved the thoughts aside. I didn't have time for that. Not when so much was at stake.

I went to my first checkpoint then slid into the side door and cleared room by room. I could see the guards were in the center.

But what were they doing? I tapped a quick message on my phone so that Tabatha knew the rooms were clear on my side. She did the same. We both moved in tandem toward the center. It was when we reached the console that I froze.

Sam Bromstadt cut in my way. I ducked behind a pillar, staying to the shadows.

He froze for a moment and glanced around.

For a long moment I could have sworn he could see me in the dark, that he could feel me there.

In my head I just kept thinking, that's right arsehole. Give me a motherfucking reason.

I wanted to make him pay for betraying Tabatha.

But then he glanced back over his shoulder and continued along his way, lighting a cigarette.

I stayed in position, holding my breath, not moving. I slowly released air once he went past me again back the way he'd come.

Holy shit. That was close.

We cleared and cleared until finally we were in the inner perimeter of the building. We had Kira on the monitors. She didn't look like she'd been restrained, but Gennifer wasn't pleased with her. "Because of you, things are going to shit," Gennifer screamed at her.

Kira said nothing, just glowered up at her.

I could see Tabatha about to make a really bad choice. I knew what she wanted to do, and I couldn't let her do it.

She almost stepped out from the shadows into the light, and then her gaze met mine. Her jaw clamped and she backed away.

Good girl.

She tapped a message that showed on my wristwatch. I'll contact Interpol.

I clicked my affirmative and headed back the way I'd come, sticking to the shadows. We were almost home free.

I now understood how Saint felt about Kaya being in the field. From an Ops Command standpoint, she wasn't ready yet. But from the standpoint of the man who cared about her, loved her, God that shit was terrifying.

Love?

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