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know it’s done.”
    God, tonight could’ve been the biggest fuckup imaginable. Still could be, with this woman next to him, but at least their main goal of taking out Rivera was done. Cruz was the icing on the cake—unexpected, and that would be appreciated by the two governments who’d commissioned this job.
    Yes, more men would take Rivera’s and Cruz’s place, but not immediately. There would be too much strife and distrust for the gangs to recover completely, and in that time the local
policia
and other agencies would have a field day ripping Rivera’s place apart and gaining new intel.
    The gang had been holding the surrounding towns and cities hostage for too long. This quick shot of violence would put an end to much more—and that’s why Dylan had agreed to take on the job in the first place.
    Save the innocents. It was their main goal now and the only thing that comforted Kell as he prepared to bring the woman inside for questioning.
    T he files were still highly classified. So much so that they were thin as anything and sparse on any real intel, and he put them aside and let the frustration ball inside his chest the way it had for the past four years every time he thought about how Dylan Scott had screwed him.
    He’d thought about it a hell of a lot. There’d been nothing else to do while in hiding. And now that he’dpaid his debts, it was time to resurface and give his old friend a what’s-up.
    He hadn’t needed anyone to fill him in on some of the more pertinent details.
    Like the fact that Dylan Scott had been mercing for years. He’d trained the bastard.
    That he’d turned the CIA down, the same way Kell Roberts continued to do.
    “Kell Roberts is currently running wild. Last known location—Jakarta. Sri Lanka. The Congo. Key Largo.”
    Unless stopped, the agent sitting across from him would continue to list all the places Kell Roberts had supposedly been spotted within the past week. “So basically, no one knows where the hell he is, or where he’s been.”
    “The guy’s good. They all are.”
    He meant the rest of Dylan’s group of merry men. Roberts was rumored to travel with Reid Cormier, a Delta operative who was still active duty but ran black ops missions on the side. A man who’d told his CO he would not re-up next year, when the time came. “If they’re that good, then we have to be better.”

CHAPTER
2
    T eddie came to when gunshots shattered the quiet and she jerked up in the darkness. Out of sorts, she struggled to move and realized after a long moment that her wrists were handcuffed together and to the door of the open-topped Jeep she was in.
    That’s when the night’s events came rushing back to her like a tsunami and she struggled to breathe.
    Shots. Blood. Running …
    Don’t be stupid, Teddie … put the gun down
.
    A rustle of air, and the men appeared seemingly out of nowhere and the Jeep began to move again at a frantic pace.
    She closed her eyes to block it all out, played dead because it was easier than screaming, not wanting to think about what she’d gotten herself into … and how it might even be worse than what she’d been running from.
    Her shoulder throbbed along with her head, no doubt from running and screaming for so long.
    Finally, mercifully, the Jeep came to a jolting halt and the man who’d been holding her in place got out, undid the handcuffs and picked her up.
    He set her down on her feet and she opened her eyes, surprised, and steadied herself with her arms on his shoulders, all too aware of his too close proximity. Under these lights, she could see the outline of a ruthlessly chiseled face, narrowed eyes and dark hair … lips that were full, almost sensuous, made to make a woman scream.
    “I knew you were faking it,” he said gruffly.
    “Not the whole time.”
    “No. You’ve been shot.”
    She nodded, felt the bandage he must’ve taped over the wound when she’d fainted. Her mouth was dry as sand and her skin felt tight and