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“Yep. Let me know if I can help further.” Murphy ended the call.
Seth said nothing until Teagan slid her phone into her bag. “What did Murphy mean about a phone for me?”
CHAPTER FOUR
TEAGAN’S LIPS CURVED. She wasn’t surprised Seth zeroed in on the phone. “You said we’re dating.”
“Wearedating, Teagan. You’re not kicking me to the curb for Murphy.”
She laughed. “You don’t have to worry about that happening. Claire, his wife, would kill me before she let me have her husband.”
He blinked. “He’s married?”
“Very. Zane and Claire have a little boy. I don’t have a chance of winning Z’s heart away from his wife and son.”
“Good. I don’t share.”
“Fair warning. Neither do I.”
He gave a curt nod. “We’re a matched pair, then. Phone?”
Of course he’d circle back to that. “Since we’re dating, the only way we can communicate when I’m deployed with my team is with an encrypted satellite phone. Zane is sending a phone to your house.”
“Will I endanger you if I call?”
“It’s possible. Text me. I’ll contact you when I’m safe.”
Another nod. “How often do you deploy?”
“Our teams rotate. One month on, one month off. During the month when we’re on call, we may be gone for the entire month or only a few days at a time. If Maddox is in a bind, he may activate my team for a short mission during the months we’re off rotation. We’re shorthanded.”
Seth was silent for a moment. “Can you tell me where you’re going and what your mission is?”
She shook her head. Make or break time. Would he be able to handle her job? “Many of our missions are classified, especially those we take from the government.”
More silence, then, “Your teams operate like Special Forces teams.”
Well, well. Would you look at that? He might make the cut after all. “That’s right.”
“Are you former military?”
Very good. Teagan inclined her head.
“Are all your teammates military?”
“No.” She held up her hand. “No more question about my teammates. Ask them when you meet them. If you’re lucky, they’ll fill you in on their backgrounds.”
A knock sounded on the door, then Dr. Kowalski entered the room.
“What’s the word, Doc?” Seth asked.
“Congratulations, Detective Dixon. You have a concussion and two options. You can stay here for observation until tomorrow morning.”
“Or?”
“You can go home as long as you have someone with you for 24 hours. I’ll give you a list of symptoms to watch for.”
“I’ll choose door number two, Doc.”