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I paused for a beat, glancing at each of them in turn. “Well, that’s one plan.” But it didn’t answer… “Whatdoyou wantmeto do?”

Not one of them answered immediately. In fact, for one almost too long moment, I thought they’d engaged in a severe change of heart.

“As much as we all dislike the idea, we need her to do this.” Voodoo wasn’t talking to me right now, he was focused on AB and Legend. “We need her to do this and we need totrusther to do this.”

“You need to tell me what it is so I can let you know whether I can do it or not.” To be fair, I was pretty open to everything, but I also wanted to have some idea if I could be successful or if I needed to work out a backup plan.

Like poison.

Or drugs.

Maybe poison and drugs.

“You can do this,” Voodoo said, his attention wholly on me. “There’s not a doubt in my mind, Firecracker. But I’m not giving you a shit job or an easy task. You may have to take him down, but he won’t be expecting it from you.”

I blew out a breath. “What is he going to be expecting?”

“That we’re putting him in charge of protecting you.”

I had the coffee cup halfway to my mouth then lowered it again as his words sank in. Protecting me.

“He’s going to be armed.”

A nod.

“He’s going to be part of the extraction as well.”

Another nod.

“I’m bait.”

A last nod.

“Still on board to do it?” Voodoo asked, his expression sober. “If you don’t want to, we’ll find another way. No questions asked.”

My pulse rabbited and sweat prickled along the back of my neck. I really didn’t want to screw this up.

Ever.

“Can you walk me through everything like I’m an idiot?” To be fair, right now with a fresh layer of panic bubbling through my system like a kettle on the boil, I felt a little bit like one. “Each step, so I can be as prepared as possible?”

All the spit in my mouth dried up.

“Alphabet?” Voodoo said and I shifted my attention to him. AB’s blue eyes seemed almost painfully blue this morning.

“Right, our target…” He began as he pulled up more information on his screen and started walking us through the plan.

Even before he started speaking, though, I knew I would do it. I would do anything to get Bones back and these guys—they wouldn’t ask me if they really thought I couldn’t do it.

They were trusting me to do this, therefore, Iwoulddo it. I would be worthy of their trust.

We would get this done.

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