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two weeks.”
    “Get him on the line. ASAP. His vacation’s been canceled until further notice.”
    “That’s not going to go over well,” Marley said as he turned to look out at the rolling Kentucky hills lined with neat white fences. “What do I tell him is the reason for this callback?”
    Jake watched a stallion race across the field. He’d set up Aegis’s headquarters here, in one wing of the twenty-thousand-square-foot mansion he’d inherited from his louse of a father when the bastard had finally keeled over. Partly because the scenery always relaxed him. Partly because it reminded him of where he’d come from and where he was going next. But mostly because he got a sick sense of satisfaction knowing he was dancing on his good-for-nothing father’s grave.
    The view today, though, didn’t help. It only pissed him off, because being here meant he was too far away to wrap his hands around Zane’s fucking neck. “I want Archer brought in before the Feds get a hold of him.”
    “You think Zane’s involved in the bombing in Seattle?”
    Jake turned toward Marley. The black slacks were standard for her. The red blouse was new. He’d thought about mentioning it earlier but had decided not to. Their relationship was structured and professional and had been for going on four years now. She was the best damn assistant he’d ever had. The woman monitored his team of operatives better than Central Command, and she put up with his ass on a daily basis, which, he knew, wasn’t easy to do. If he started tossing out compliments now, it’d all turn to shit. And he’d had enough shit relationships with women to span a lifetime. He wasn’t going there with Marley no matter how pretty she might look today.
    “I think Archer’s thinking with his dick and not his brain. And even if he didn’t set that bomb—which I hope to God he didn’t, because it’s going to fuck Aegis if he had anything to do with it—I have a feeling he’s knee-deep in the shit. Send Miller Archer’s last GPS location and have him pick the son of a bitch up before he causes any more trouble.”
    Marley was already dialing as she stepped toward the door. “You got it, boss man.”
    She left the door open in her wake, and in the silence, Jake’s headache kicked up to the beat of a marching band. He reached into the pocket of his slacks for the bottle of Motrin he kept there, flipped the lid, and shook the contents over his palm. When nothing spilled out, his frustration shot to a whole new level.
    “And get me some more grunt candy before my fucking head explodes!”
    A small white bottle flew through the open door and nearly nailed him in the head.

     
    “Come on, beautiful, naptime’s over. Wake up.”
    The tapping on Eve’s cheek brought her around. She jolted.
    “That’s it. Open those pretty amber eyes for me.”
    Lifting her head, she tried to see through the haze. Confusion mixed with the grogginess. “Saw-Sawyer?”
    “There’s my girl. Can’t have you sleeping on the job, now can we?”
    What was Sawyer doing here? And where was here anyway? She looked around, narrowed her eyes, couldn’t see anything more than fuzzy shapes that seemed to bounce back and forth as if the world had been set on spin cycle.
    “Over here, baby.” She followed the sound of his voice. “That’s it. Yeah, I think things are working well enough for us to get started now.”
    Get started? Eve had no idea what he meant. Or what was going on. But a niggling thought in the back of her mind warned, Be careful .
    Metal scraped the floor. Eve focused long enough to see Sawyer’s fuzzy shape pull a chair in front of her and sit. “We’ll start with something easy. Tell me your name.”
    Her name? He knew her name. “What is this? What’s going—?”
    “Your name, beautiful. And where you live.”
    “J-Juliet.”
    “No, not your CIA cover, sweetheart. Your real name.”
    Eve’s mind spun, and before she thought better of it, she said,