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take me out."
    "That's right."
    Dan smiled as he turned back to Donovan. This bordered ridiculous. "They send a rookie and a wash out to cover me? Come on, Donovan. The kid won't be able to stop me. He's just going to get in my way and annoy the shit out of me. Brooks already said he didn't want to be here and probably wouldn't even put up a fight. I've got two strikes against me. You know I like to work alone."
    "It's the only way I could get NASSD to agree to this." Donovan shrugged.
    "But you're the head of the entire western region. You've got enough pull."
    "Sorry, buddy. If you want back in, you're going to have to take them with you."
    "Swell , " Dan said flatly. He wanted to tell them all to go screw themselves. He wanted to get up and walk out. But he wanted
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back more. And damn if he didn't want to take the assignment just to meet Turner, to see if she looked that good in person. "Keep going."
    Donovan grinned. "Thanks, man. We need you on this."
    "Back to Mercado, please." Dan wasn't interested in Donovan's gratitude.
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was loose, possibly in the hands of a terrorist. They didn't have time for niceties right now. As much as it pained him, if JT Turner really did turn, he'd have no choice but to eliminate her.
    "Apparently he likes his new status as psycho terrorist, wants to prove he's more than a drug lord. Turner had access to all the files on Mercado. She could see how much money he has and must have realized how much Mercado would be willing to pay for a weapon like
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."
    "Millions," Dan commented dryly, his want for the mouthwatering rookie starting to dull. Oh, he still ached to touch her, to kiss her until she forgot her name, and to tease and lick her until she begged him for release. Only then would he bury himself so deep inside her, over and over, until they both passed out.
    That's it, Weber. Way to keep that hard on in check.
    "Millions upon millions," Donovan corrected. "That's why we need you to find her. Before she takes out the rest of your old unit and sells
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to Mercado.”
    "She stole
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two weeks ago, right under our damn noses. You'll notice in that surveillance photo she kept her face away from the cameras."
    How'd she get in? Fuck that. How'd she find the lab? He didn't even know of its existence. Did any of the others? That left only a few men knowing of its existence, aside from the scientist and his assistant. This didn't look good for the good-looking agent.
    Ballsy. Stupid. Very unlike a NASSD agent to be caught on surveillance. Something didn't feel right. She kept her back to the cameras, which meant she knew they were there. Instead of staying out of range, she purposely had herself in positions to be caught on camera. It didn't fit.
    "She obviously knows which agents were on the project," Donovan explained.
    "How's that possible? Only those assigned to protect it knew about
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. The team's identity was top secret." Dan could hear the alarms screaming in his mind. The situation had just gone from bad to worse.
    A lot worse.
    Damn. A mole. A mole with possibly the deadliest information in the world at her disposal. A mole who, if Dan's instincts were right, and they were usually dead on, had control of the world in her hands. They could sell that control off to the highest bidder.
    Holy world domination.
    "She's contacted each and every one of the others from the project. You are the only one she's never contacted. Unless..."
    Dan thought of the flawless beauty in the photo and almost felt a sense of remorse she hadn't contacted him. Almost. If she so much as sent him a text message, he'd put a bullet in her head without hesitation. "No. She's never contacted me."
    The unit disbanded shortly after Dan left the agency. How in the hell could she possibly have gotten the information? It wasn't like NASSD would keep the blueprints of a secret lab right there on the computer. It couldn't have been from any of the members in his unit. They swore an oath, and swore to