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We need their help.

I flick my sat phone to speaker. A crisp voice answers on the first ring. “Call sign?”

“Sierra Delta Romeo Bravo. Put me through to Jäger. He’s expecting our call.”

“Hold.”

The line clicks. My pulse quick-steps, but I’m not worried about signing a contract.

I’m worried about leaving Marisol alone.

When I kiss her scars, I want her to feel how far I’ll go to handle her business. I’ll fix her problems before she has to lie.

Before she ever has to suffer again.

The wait leaves Jin crackling. “It never takes this long.”

“They on vacation?” Dutch asks.

“Them?” Only if hell has a circle with a spa.

My palms sweat until the line connects. There’s no answer, but the call timer starts.

I clear my throat. “Commander?”

“Burrowing Bishop.” An empty laugh cuts the silence. “Is Dutch Baby there with you?”

Lips white, eyes wide, Dutch shakes his head.

Much as I love to fuck with my boy, I’d never sell him out to a sociopath.

Jin pries the phone from my fingers. “Pass us to the commander. We’re ready to cut a deal.”

“No shit?” His nightmare laugh rings brighter. “Yo, Daddy. Your babies are crawling home. Come genuflect for the bishop.”

There’s a noise of disgust, a clatter, and then an actual human takes control when Hunter Wyvern claims the phone. “Barrington?”

“Meadows.” My chest finally loosens. “I told you we found our mate.”

“Lot of that going around,” Hunter replies, uncharacteristically smug. “Already inked a mate into your contract. These days, nowhere’s safer to nest than our compound.”

“She was bitten,” Jin snarls. “We need to find out who and where. Then they bleed.”

“Our favorite kind of job,” Hunter rumbles.

I’m not as confident. “What if our new enemies are military?”

“Depends what kind.”

Reese cracks his knuckles. “Special Abilities Section. I’ll do the time. Doesn’t matter, long as those chucklefucks pay.”

Hunter whistles. “How do you guys always get so tangled in this shit?”

“Isn’t that why you like us?” Dutch mutters.

“We need your written pledge of support,” I press. “There’s no deal if there’s no revenge for our mate.”

“If you want blood, Finn can run your mission. Once you’re ours, you’re ours. Shit knows we could use a few more adults on the A-Team. Balance the fucking insanity.”

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