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her a file folder. “Here’s his information. I’m going to speak with him first, and then he’s all yours.”
    There was nothing she could do but nod. “Very good, sir.”

    After speaking with Commander Knight, Rhys made his way to the sixth floor via the circular interior stairs that led down into the operator’s lounge. The team leaders’ offices sat on the other end of the building, past the workout room and a couple of conference rooms. He’d just learned of his new assignment, to Alpha team. According to his briefing, they’d just come back from the Middle East and were now on standby for a new mission in West Africa.  
    A busy life without a lot of time for training. Not like in the SEAL teams, where you deployed for six months and then trained extensively for twelve to eighteen months before deploying again. It’s not like SEALs were home a lot, though. Like most spec ops warriors, their training took them all over the world.  
    But here at E.D.G.E., the operators fit in small bursts of training or re-qualifying between missions. It’s why they only took on the elite of the elite. In Commander Knight’s words, the operators had to know their shit before they got here. There was no time to play catch-up.  
    And that was just fine with him. He loved the adrenaline rush of missions. He knew he was dangerously close to becoming addicted, but he’d hidden that from his brothers-at-arms under his easygoing ‘Lucky’ persona.  
    He found the Alpha team’s office and knocked. At the muffled “come in,” he opened the door and came to attention, saluting sharply.
    “At ease, Petty Officer,” the husky female voice said.  
    He snapped his gaze toward the woman sitting behind the wooden desk and almost groaned aloud. Cat was his superior officer?  
    Fuck.
    She nodded at the seat across from her, her face calm and professional, no hint of softness anywhere. Just like he’d expect from his superior. Damn. He slid into the chair.  
    “You’re Alpha team leader, ma’am?” He had to be sure. Maybe it was a mistake.
    She nodded and steel entered her voice. “You gonna have a problem with that, sailor?”
    He shoved all images of her writhing naked beneath him into a box in his mind and locked it. Could he take orders from a woman? He never had before. She’d seemed competent enough the two times he’d worked with her, and she’d been cool and focused in the thick of it. As long as she was capable, then he could take her orders.  
    He hoped.
    She still waited for his answer, her eyebrows drawing together.
    “No, ma’am,” he said. He was so fucked.  
    She kept up her stare for another minute, as if daring him to bring up either that one glorious night, or the fact that she was a woman. He just stared back, game face on. He’d see how she did. He was totally capable of handling a woman if she got stressed or scared, though he had a feeling Cat would be tougher than most.  
    She nodded once and then opened a file on her desk. “I’ll keep this brief, since I know you’re more than qualified to be here. All E.D.G.E. operators are.” She flipped through a few pages. “What’s your specialty?”
    “Specialty? I’m a SEAL, ma’am. We’re trained to do it all.”  
    She rolled her eyes. “Yes, but what are you the best at? What do you like most of all?”
    “I love it all, ma’am. Hand-to-hand, weapons, sniper, you name it. I’m a Jack-of-all-trades.”
    She studied him some more. “You realize that we are even more secretive than most special ops units. That only the highest branches of governments and the militaries we work for even know about us. And it has to stay that way.”
    What was she getting at? “Like I told you before: I don’t tell my secrets.”
    She raised one slender brow at that. “This is more than not telling anyone about the latest mission. This is about not telling anyone about your life. You will have a cover here that includes leaving the military.”
    He