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if the asshole didn't deserve it.
    “Maybe we should all go.” Logan McKoy, the
newest member of their team spoke up. “I haven't met her, but from
what Gessler just said, sounds like I need to.”
    They did this to get a rise out of him and he
knew it. That didn't mean it pissed him off any less. Spencer
dragged in a breath and let it out slowly. He knew what he had to
do. Didn't mean he had to like it. “Can we at least get teams out
there for containment while she gets her teams in place?”
    “I'll get Rand on it,” Weber said over the
radio.
    Good. Walt Randall had a long reach and
pulled information even Weber couldn't get his hands on. Rand had
access to resources that told everyone else to take a hike, which
made him the best logistics officer Kathryn had on her team. She
had no idea he was also a TREX agent and never would. Hell, she
barely knew anything about TREX, only that Spencer worked for the
tactical retrieval agency and every once in a while needed her
agency's help.
    Like now.
    “Team One,” Weber spoke up. “Give me a two
mile perimeter sweep. Aims and Cummings, leave the print search to
Team One and backtrack to the cabin. I want to make sure these
assholes didn't sneak back in behind us.”
    Spencer stiffened. What the fuck was he doing
overriding his command to his team? He switched his mic to VOX.
“Why are you breaking up my team?”
    “Because we don't need six guys waiting
around for K-SAR.”
    “No one needs to wait around for her.” He
caught himself and added, “K-SAR is a professional agency, sir.
They know what to do on a search.”
    Weber ignored Spencer's reasoning and barked
out his own orders. “Snyder, you and McKoy head up to Larch
Mountain and rendezvous with K-SAR when they arrive. I've
instructed Rand to place base camp there.”
    That made no goddamn sense whatsoever. Why
put base camp outside the search perimeter? Spencer thinned his
lips as Weber made another bad call. “Why Larch Mountain? That's
not even close to the cabin.”
    Again, his SAC ignored him and it pissed him
off. “Once Allen makes the call, you two move out.”
    “Yes sir,” they both replied in unison and
turned to Spencer.
    He wanted to tell Weber where to stick his
fucking orders, but knew he'd never get away with it. Not only
could Dan Weber drop a man without breaking a sweat, he was
Spencer's boss. Although Spencer could definitely hold his own
against the likes of men like Weber, he knew better than to cross a
senior agent, especially one with such a short fuse. He'd end up on
shit finds for the rest of his career.
    He turned from the rest of the team to hide
his nerves. His jaw clenched, his head throbbing with the
uncertainty he'd face the second he heard her voice again. He hated
the effect she had on him. No one got to him like Kathryn Davis and
it terrified him because of it. She needed a man willing to confess
his deepest, darkest sins to her. No secrets. That was what she
deserved.
    And it was something Spencer would never be
able to give her.
    First ring.
    He could do this. She was just one woman. No
harm ever came from a phone call, right? Spencer set his jaw and
drove that idea out of his head. He didn't want to think about the
last phone call he had where he thought something so fucking
naive.
    Second ring.
    She wasn't with someone. She couldn't be. He
hadn't been with anyone since their breakup. Breakup? Hell. It was
close to the start of WWIII. Regardless how they split, she
wouldn't be with another man now. He refused to believe she'd been
able to move on when they still had so much unresolved between
them.
    Third ring.
    Maybe she had her ringer off. That would
explain why she hadn't answered, yet. It couldn't be anything to do
with Caller ID. She'd recognize his number. He wouldn't put it past
her to ignore his call. He glanced over his shoulder and spotted
McKoy's phone clipped to his hip. One more ring and he'd call using
another phone. As much as he hated to admit it, TREX