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paced the length of the war room. Returning, he glared at Rocco. “Very few are given access to Titan without question. She needs your butt back on a plane. You’ve been requested. By name.” Jared sliced a glance at him. “Or at least description. Anything you’re not telling me?”
    Well, hell. What aren’t you telling me ? A lady that good-looking had Jared by the balls? No way. No one would have him by the boys except for Sugar, and Jared wasn’t the type to make friends with anyone he’d bedded before his wife. But still, something made Boss Man give Caterina Cruz what she wanted, and that was extraordinarily curious.
    “Roc. Anything you need to tell me?”
    There was that short list of things he’d been keeping to himself, starting with deliriums and ending with black outs, all stemming from that knife coated in a hallucinogen. But now wasn’t the time to bring that up. “Nope.”
    Jared glared. “She’s not what she seems.”
    “What is she? MI6?”
    “Independent operator with a specific focus on the gun trade in Northern Africa.”
    “Care to expand why a Spanish-accented operator who focuses on one of the most dangerous bevy of terrorist cells in the world is working with MI6?”
    “Nope. She can explain if she wants to. Get on the plane, handle what she needs, and get home. This job is between you and me and Caterina. Understood?”
    No. Not at all. “Sure.”
    Jared slapped the table, stood, and walked toward the door. He turned back to eye Rocco. “Nothing else?”
    Yeah, I’m blacking out. Seeing stars. Hearing sounds. And a woman I can’t knock out of my brain wants me to fly across the globe without giving a reason, and you’re cool with it . “Nothing at all.”

CHAPTER FIVE
     
    The more Caterina found out about Locke’s meet-and-greet with El Mateperros, the better she felt about her plan. MI6 had turned over what they’d found. Friends at the CIA and Interpol filled in a few blanks. But her working assumption that Locke wouldn’t show his face to El Mateperros until they met was about as confirmed as it could be.
    Even better, rumor amongst the intelligence analysts was that Locke’s new wife was just as mysterious. Some had heard about her, but most didn’t know she existed. Some said she was a caricature that Locke had built to protect his identity, but with a second body in the airplane crash and photographs of their matching rings, Caterina knew he’d been hitched.
    And that was perfect. She wouldn’t have to rely solely on her Daniel Locke. She could be Mrs. Locke. She could get in to see El Mateperros and be feet away from the bastard who’d destroyed her life. She would be able to take him out, but not before she talked to him. Touched him. Drained the life out of the man who killed her family, sending him all the way to the devil’s doorsteps.
    Her throwaway cell phone rang, and she glared at it, not expecting a call or trusting who might be on the other line. “Hello?”
    “Caterina Cruz.”
    A feminine, no bullshit voice came through, and Caterina didn’t recognize it. She pulled the phone back, checked the screen, but still didn’t recognize the number. “And this is?”
    “Jared Westin wanted me to call you.”
    Made more sense, but she didn’t trust anyone. “Wrong number. Sorry—”
    “Anyway. My name’s Sugar. I’m supposed to make sure you have whatever you need.”
    Caterina didn’t need cold calls from a random name-dropping woman. “I’m good. Thanks—”
    “You don’t need supplies?” An audible smirk wrapped her words.
    “I’m fine.”
    “Ammo, hardware. Whatever you need.”
    Caterina waited, took a sip of the Diet Coke, and screwed on the top. Nice and slow. “And you are, again?”
    “A distributor.”
    “I have enough of those. Thanks anyway.”
    “And Jared’s wife.”
    She choked. Jared was married? She’d never expected to hear that. Still not sure she believed it. “As unbelievable as that might be, it’d take some