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“interesting.”
    “So you have seven in your group, two of whom are injured,” Hawk summarized. “I’m assuming the women you mentioned could handle a fire fight, since they did save your group. Five SEALs and two Peshmergas aren’t too bad a fighting force. Are you sure you need me?”
    It was just like Hawk to be laconic about an urgent situation, but that was what made him a great team leader. Always clear-headed, he’d take a group of hotheads into battle with a well thought-out strategy.
    “Yeah, yeah, I’m gonna owe you a fucking beer,” Liam told him, adopting the same tone.
    “I can’t personally come to collect on the debt,” Hawk said, “but I can check to see if four of my men are close enough. They were sent there to pick a local boy up for an interview and if they’re still there, you’ll have four more SEALs. I’ll also call Admiral Madison to see what kind of big noise he could make.”
    Liam hadn’t known it, but he exhaled, freeing a bit of the tension inside. “I’m doing this because of the women. You know what could happen to them.” Of all his friends, Hawk understood his reasons for working alone and had even given him the encouragement to start his life anew. He added, “I don’t want to lose any men, Hawk, even if they aren’t my teammates.”
    “Fucking snap out of it. Those SEALs are your teammates now. You’re part of a team, whether you want it or not,” Hawk said and even though Liam couldn’t see his cousin’s face, there was a hardness in his voice that wasn’t there before. “I’ll call again when I have more details. Start your mission and keep me informed. And oh, welcome back, Player.”
    He rang off, leaving Liam staring out into the sky, glaring at the unseen satellite that had connected the call. Fucking shit. Hawk was right. He was now in a team. Fucking damn-it-to-hell shit.

CHAPTER THREE
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    W hat was it about him? Why was she getting all hot and bothered thinking of having body contact with the man when she should be feeling tense about the upcoming mission?
    Ella kept her attention on the meeting, even though she was very conscious of the lone figure standing out there, satellite phone to his ear. It wasn’t all because he was good-looking either—she was surrounded by some fine-hot SEALs here, for heaven’s sakes—but damn, he was her kind of fine specimen. Tall and lean, with broad shoulders. He was handsome without being pretty, a stubborn square jaw softening those full, sensual lips whose smile appeared to have woken up her ovaries.
    This wasn’t good. He just didn’t look like the kind of man in whom she should be interested.
    “We got grenades. That’s good. Let’s divide those up, along with the weapons. Quick thinking on your part, girls.”
    Ella blinked, forcing her wayward thoughts back to the subject on hand. They’d counted and listed all available weaponry. These SEALs had said they’d left most of their weapons in their vehicle during the attack, but the amount of small weapons they took out of their individual pockets and holsters made her jaw drop.
    The praise came from Wolf, who was organizing positions—point man, back up, etc.—and he was referring to her and Zainab’s snatching up the box of keys as well as the sack of ammo. They hadn’t known how much had been in it, and now that it was opened up, she was amazed at the cache. Grenades, cartridges, smoke bombs, stuff to make explosives, stuff she didn’t even recognize. Apparently, they were all good toys because the guys were making happy guy noises.
    She gave a mental shake. She’d been training hard, learning battle maneuvers and weaponry, and she had not once made any happy noises like that at the sight of ammunition and guns.
    “Right, Zainab, mark the entrances and exits in your map with red, then draw an arrow on top, so there will be no mistake when we’re checking the map.”
    “Okay,” Zainab said. “We don’t have your