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Whoever sold them on this seriously needs their heads examined.” No wonder he’d broken through it so fast.
    “They’re the US government, Skittles,” Mac pointed out. “Clandestine or not, they all get pretty much the same stuff, just different numbers tacked on the end to make it sound better than the stuff the others got.”
    “Good point,” he murmured, popping more candy. “All right, you guys are clear into the city. There’s an accident on Fifth so you need to cut across Main and take Liberty to get to the hospital. Other than that, I’m outta here, lads, and I’ll check in to see if you need bail money. Peace!” The links went dead quiet.

Chapter Five
     
    Bright lights assaulted her, her stomach turned, and she knew that she was going to be sick. Lowering her lashes, she saw the white-coated doctors and blue-scrubbed nurses racing around the room, the anxiety in the room higher than she could believe was even possible. Closing her eyes again, she heard herself moaning and being turned onto her side, as she was once more stripped of her clothing, and then felt the warmth of a heated blanket pulled up and over her body.
    When she heard her father’s voice, the dams broke loose and tears fell in choking torrents. “Daddy.” It was whispered so softly that she wasn’t sure anyone would have heard, but he seemed to zero in on her and then start to argue with the massive men that were blocking everyone but doctors from treating her.
    Closing her eyes, she tried to find it in her to talk again but couldn’t. It was everything she had just to breathe.
    “Does anyone know what she’s been dosed with?” she heard one of the medical staff demand even as blood was drawn from her.
    “We just got the analysis back from our labs,” Rainier said, handing over a data pad. “That’s what they found in the cocktail along with ketamine,” he told the doctor asking the questions. “We gave her a straight saline drip on the way in since we didn’t want anything possibly causing any side effects.”
    Jackie’s father paced and looked at the men that were gathered. It looked as if the military took up residence in the ER. The entire floor had been locked down because he was there and because his daughter was there. “How the hell did this happen anyway? How could a fucking writer become embroiled in this shit?” he demanded. “And I want to know who the fuck to ‘thank’ for getting my baby into this goddamn mess.” He was ready to rip someone’s head off and shit down their throat.
    “A writer?” Mac asked and snorted. “I don’t know if that’s the party line you tell everyone or if you honestly don’t know what she does for a living. Which, given what you do…I’m voting for party line, anyone else?” he asked, raising his hand and got four more from their Team. “Yeah, that’s what I thought, too. Besides, I can smell the bullshit just pouring off that load of crap you’re trying to serve us, General. Nice try though, especially with all the civvies running around.”
    Getting up into the man’s face, the general growled. “Don’t fuck with me,” he said and then turned on his heel, moving back to the door where his daughter was. “As far as I knew she was just a writer for the fucking Tribune.” Which was the goddamn honest truth. Never had he dreamed that his daughter would get into something like this. What the hell was she thinking? “And that’s the fucking truth. If you smell bullshit, you need to check your fucking shoes,” he added and looked back into the room at his little girl who looked so small buried under the blankets as she was. “I want who she reports to, everything,” he said to his attaché, who was twittering around nervously like he had swallowed a boulder and like he had a secret to keep.
    “He won’t find anything,” Aidan commented, tipping his head. “But we can give you the lowdown if you stop acting like a bear with a thorn up his ass.”
    Coming