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are all fine?”
    “We found the source of the gasses and Tex shut it off with half a canister of that purple shit still in it. But I think we got all of operatives, yeah. Shame none of them lived,” Connor mused lightly, casting a glance at the decorative pile of Aryan race wannabes.
    “Real shame that,” Tex snorted.
    “My heart bleeds,” Grim added on.
    “You know what I mean. I’m sure The Firm’s going to want to go over everyone involved with a fine-toothed comb too, but I think we’re getting an early night. I understand the last-minute add-on was a pilot?” Connor asked, turning his attention to Grim.
    The lieutenant’s hard gaze always made Grim stand up a bit straighter. They were all buddies outside of the missions and Connor and he sparred a lot together, but during work, the chain of command was clear. It helped that all of them had a lot of respect for Connor, and for each other.
    “Kelis Murdoch, aye. United States Marine Corps, flies attack helicopters.”
    “The fuck was she doing on a charter plane leased for football teams?” Tex asked, crossing his arms over his chest.
    “Your guess is as good as ours is, or hers,” Grim said, his mood stilling slightly. “She said she got sent back from her gate when she was boarding a commercial flight to Boston, told to come here. The stewardess walked her in so she was obviously on the manifest, but I don’t know why. When we got the lists, there was no mention of any women, let alone someone in the service.”
    The three men exchanged looks as Grant appeared around the corner, his steps rather light for a man who’d gotten his ass partially handed to him by some enemy operatives. But Grim did not have to ponder too long to understand his brother’s good mood. It was all Kelis. Apparently she had an effect even on the seemingly constantly grouchy medic.
    “Grant, what do you think of this Kelis Murdoch?” Connor queried as Grant came to a stop at their side, though his eyes were already tallying up the carnage around them.
    “What do you mean?” he asked, echoing the question in Grim’s mind.
    “Well, don’t you think it’s rather peculiar we suddenly found ourselves with a fully combat-trained pilot on board, despite having no inclination that she would be here to begin with? She is not one of our agents and the original assumption was that whatever The Arctics planned on using would not be given to the pilots, which was obviously wrong. And since we got a bit carried away here,” Connor noted, pointing a thumb at the hill of dead commandos, “we would have been up shit’s creek without a paddle if she hadn’t been here.”
    “I’m sure we would have landed the plane fine,” Tex said dismissively, though the tone of his voice told Grim that he wasn’t entirely sure of that.
    “I think she had no idea why she was sent to this flight. If I had to wager a guess, I’d say this has Spade written all over it,” Grant commented, his expression clouding over slightly.
    “Anyone agree with Grant?” Connor asked, looking at Grim and Tex.
    “Sounds about right to me,” Tex said, wiping his bloodied knife against the headrest of the chair behind him.
    “I can’t argue with that. Either she’s an enemy operative and she didn’t reveal herself or The Firm sent her here. We can’t let her walk out on us without making sure, though,” Grim said with a heavy heart.
    It pained him to think that the spunky, delicious morsel of a woman currently flying them to safety could have anything to do with The Arctics. But on first sight, even he had thought that her blonde hair and blue eyes were too good to be true. His rational side had to consider the possibility, but his emotional side was thoroughly convinced that she had no ties to the werewolf wackjobs that had orchestrated this whole mess. And his cougar agreed. That was all the confirmation Grim needed.
    “It’s settled then. While our happy campers go to medical checks and some