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plus.”
    “How’s that?”
    “Who would suspect someone who looks like me of coming in to spy on such a powerful, wealthy man? La Femme Nikita I’m not.”
    “Maybe you should tell me exactly how you think you can get inside and how you plan to get the information.”
    She wouldn’t fall for that. “Not until after my training.”
    “Why?”
    “Because if I tell you, you’ll pat me on my head, tell me to go back home, and then you’ll do this on your own.”
    “We can do this on our own, Jamie. Never doubt that for a minute.”
    “I have a way inside that no one else … no other operative, would.”
    “Are you willing to risk your life and risk failure if this doesn’t work?”
    “I won’t fail.” Brave words, but she spoke the truth.
    “What about McKenna? What would you tell her?”
    She lifted her chin higher. Funnily enough, she’d rather face ten Noah McCalls than have to explain her plan to her sister. McKenna wouldn’t like it, but if there was anyone who could understand why she had to do this, it was her sister.
    Before she could answer him, Noah spoke again, and this time, he went straight for her heart. “She almost died saving you. Putting your life on the line like this is a hell of a way to show your appreciation.”
    The barb went deep, as he’d intended. Jamie refused to let the hurt show or the sting deter her. There were a lot more painful things coming her way. “McKenna will understand.”
    “Will she?”
    “Yes.” She glanced down at her watch—a defense mechanism she’d learned while living and surviving with Aunt Mavis. The tactic had worked with her aunt, since if Mavis didn’t look like she was getting a rise out of Jamie, she usually shut up. Though it probably wouldn’t work with Noah, the familiarity of the habit soothed her.
    “Let me think about it. I’ll get back to you.”
    “No. I either have your agreement now or I’ll leave and not bother you again.”
    Yes, she knew she was on shaky ground, and she felt like crap for being so hateful to the man who’d done so much for her. Noah didn’t deserve this treatment, but if she didn’t stand strong, he’d never agree to her proposition.
    His stare almost melted her, that Jamie withstood it. Determination and sheer adrenaline kept her from falling to the floor in a mass of nerves.
    “All right.”
    Instead of her nerves making her fall to the floor, the shock of his agreement almost did. Oh sweet Lord, he was agreeing. She took a moment to steady her heartbeat, which was now rivaling a runaway freight train for speed.
    “Thank you, Noah. You won’t regret it.”
    He gave her a final warning: “Be very sure this is what you want, Jamie. You get into this kind of life, it changes you in ways you could never imagine.”
    As she was about to reply that she was willing to take the risk, Noah added an ultimatum of his own: “Before you start training, I need an assurance from your therapist that you’re ready to go through the challenges you’re going to face.”
    Once again, before she could answer, he said, “That’s not up for debate. I have to know that my operatives are mentally tough enough to handle what’s expected. You’re no different. If you can’t agree to that, then we need to scratch the entire thing.”
    Jamie wasn’t going to argue. The sessions had helped. Four days a week for the last two months, she’d been in therapy. The nightmares had lessened considerably. Her therapist, Dr. Sophia Schooner, would attest to her progress. Whether she would agree that Jamie was mentally sound enough to be an LCR operative was another matter. But having convinced Noah McCall, Jamie was sure she could convince anyone of anything.
    She nodded. “I’ll have Dr. Schooner get in touch with you.”
    “Does McKenna have any idea what you’re planning?”
    “Not yet. I didn’t want to mention it before the wedding.”
    “Tell her before she and Lucas leave for their honeymoon. I’m not going to