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smile twisted his mouth higher on one side. “What an asshole, huh? Comes here after years of screwing around and starts making accusations and issuing orders. Then, just to twist the knife, he tells you he wants to put you behind him?” The man tipped his head, narrowed his eyes, and softened his voice. “You want me to put a bullet in his brain for you, Beloi?”
    The chill along Halina’s skin turned icy and slid deeper. She darted a look to her left, found the stranger holding a second weapon on Mitch.
    A double-fisted shooter? Tommy had never trained her to defend against this. Against every other freaking unearthly scenario—but no, not this.
    Her mind shifted between the weapons, gauged their distance, the shooter’s height, his aim. For a split second, she got into his head, considered his agenda, his goal, his focus.
    She didn’t want to do this. But she didn’t have a choice, did she?
    Dex had started barking again, scratching and biting at the window, trying to break free of the glass.
    “Who are you?” she demanded.
    “Just what I was going to ask,” Mitch said. “Last I heard, Schaeffer was brain-dead. So who the fuck sent you?”
    Halina’s thoughts slipped off her attack strategy. Her gaze darted toward Mitch. “Brain-dead?”
    The gunman laughed, his bright eyes sliding toward Mitch for less than a second. “You’re so deep in the doghouse, dude. You probably want to shut your mouth now.” Then to Halina, “He’s had all this time to find you, but he shows up now, when you’re the only one left. The key to a decade-long, multibillion-dollar project.
    “Think about where he’s been all this time, Beloi. Think about what he’s been doing. And with whom. Then he shows up, poof . ‘You’d better do this. You’d better not do that. And while I’m at it, I want to make sure I can forget about you for good.’ What. A. Cocksucker.
    “Who is he to treat you like this is your fault? He’s fighting for himself, Beloi. Don’t think he won’t leave your ass in the dust when he gets what he wants, kid.”
    “Shut the fuck up.” Mitch’s raspy warning grated over Halina’s skin. She cast an uncertain glance toward him. His face was pale, his eyes wide in distress. In fear. This mysterious attacker knew a hell of a lot of secrets—both hers and, evidently, Mitch’s.
    His gaze darted to her. “You know I thought you went back to Russia. You know I—”
    “Don’t.” Halina was shivering—with cold, with insecurity, with fear. She didn’t know who her greatest threat was anymore. She turned back to the gunman. “ Who are you?”
    His mouth tipped in a knowing smile. “Sweetheart, I’m the new player in this game. Schaeffer is old news. All I need is the genetic research you took when you left DARPA. Then you can come with me, join a winning team for a change, live the life you deserve after all your hard work. Or I can go away and leave you with this pathetic loser to hash out all those nasty secrets from your past. It’s up to you.”
    “If you expect us to believe you’re just going to let us go,” Mitch said, “you’ve been watching too much Hawaii Five-O .”
    “I don’t give a fuck what you believe, Foster.” To Halina he said, “Nothing you or Foster can do will damage my plans. Everything is already in motion—way far away. You, on the other hand, can work miracles to enhance it. Either way, I’m solid, just behind schedule without your research. Foster is all drama.”
    “Halina . . .” Mitch said from between clenched teeth, his voice filled with warning.
    She didn’t look at him. “If I give you the research, you’ll leave us alone?”
    “Halina, don’t .” Mitch stepped forward.
    “Stop, Foster,” the gunman said without removing his gaze from Halina’s face. “Yes, Beloi. You give me the research and I’ll leave you and Foster alone. This doesn’t have to be difficult.”
    Halina shifted closer to the gunman. She could take the weapon pointed