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right on the money, Pettit asked, “Are you talking about the Butch and Sundance offensive defense?”
    Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. The squad’s favorite movie. Sure, Butch and Sundance die, but they do it with style. “That’s exactly what I’m thinking, Pettit.”
    “Roger that, Hawk. I’m ready.”
    He could hear the smile in Pettit’s response. Doing something, even running toward your pretend death in a training exercise, was preferable to doing nothing at all.
    “On my count of three, then. One.” Hawk checked his ammo before continuing. “Two. Three!”
    Hawk flung himself out from behind the rocks, dove and rolled behind the closest cover. When the shots came at him again, he was in better position to see exactly where they came from and how best to get there.
    Aware of Pettit falling almost immediately to enemy fire to his left, Hawk lobbed a grenade in the direction of the incoming volley that had taken his team leader out. While that explosion kept the shooter down, Hawk ran full out, head on toward the shooter, jumped on top of the rocks hiding his opponent and showered the man hidden there with a hale of gunfire before feeling the hit in his own back.
    Even with the knowledge that he was, for the purposes of this exercise, dead and a loser, Hawk felt satisfied that if nothing else at least he’d taken one of them out with him. And when he looked closer and saw it was Pretty Boy, he felt even better.
    “Game over,” Hawk told the surprised and paint-splattered Dalton with a smile.
    Barely a beat passed before Dalton replied, “Yes, it is, Hawkins. Matt, make sure Hawkins has those orders for his special assignment waiting for him when he gets back to the garrison.” Then Pretty Boy flashed his pearly whites at him.
    Hawk had temporarily forgotten about that damn special assignment. He stifled a groan.
    Shit.

    Chapter Four

    Emily walked into the office to find Katie cradling the receiver and practically cooing into the phone. There was no doubt in her mind who was on the other end of that call. People in love could be so annoying. Cute, but annoying.
    As Emily sat down at her desk and proceeded to boot up her laptop, she noticed that even though Katie continued her conversation with BB, at least her boss had the decency to quit the lovey dovey stuff in deference to the lack of privacy.
    “I told Em about the baby… Mmm. You’re right. It probably is smartest to start transferring a few things sooner rather than later… I will, I swear.”
    Unashamedly, Emily listened to the half of the conversation she could hear. After all, her name had been mentioned. That made it okay. Right?
    The printer across her and Katie’s shared office began to buzz and spew out a few pages, which, with the part of her brain that wasn’t eavesdropping, Emily found odd. Katie’s computer wasn’t even on and Emily had yet to open any files, let alone print them. But she was too intrigued by what Katie and BB would be transferring sooner rather than later to worry much about the printer.
    Were BB and Katie moving so they could be together full time? And if so, where? And more importantly, what did that mean for Emily and her job?
    The phone conversation continued.
    “It’s here. Tell him I got it… Have fun going out tonight and safe flight home, baby, in case I don’t get to talk to you before you leave… I love you, too… Bye.”
    Emily noticed the tears in Katie’s eyes as she hung up the phone. “You okay?”
    Katie glanced up, laughing at herself. “I’m fine. It’s just the hormones. I can’t even say good-bye without crying over it. Someone should really warn women that being pregnant also makes you insane.”
    Emily laughed. “I’ll keep that in mind.” Then she had to ask the question uppermost in her mind. “What are you going to do? I mean, where will you live once the baby is born and you get married? Down south near the base for his job, or here in New York so you can keep