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live.”
    “Darcy, get out of there, get to ground.”
    The order caught her off guard. This bolt-hole was already a good two or three layers buried in security. “Why?”
    “You weren’t the only attempted hit tonight. We lost Kevin Wallace and Benjamin Rice.”
    Darcy threw her brush against the wall. “Who else?” she demanded, quivering at the names of two agents she knew.
    “We’ve got five who haven’t reported in yet,” Gabe said grimly. “Get out of there.”
    She looked at the locked door wondering how someone might try to come through it. “Who’s behind the hits?” She took a seat on the side of the bed, trying to figure out what immediate threat she was dealing with.
    “We’re still guessing; both happened in Europe. Give me time to sort out the truth from first reports. I’ll have a much better idea in a few hours. I’m sorry, Dar. I should have never let you go on your own.”
    “Don’t, Gabriel,” she whispered, knowing how hard her partner would be taking this turn of events. “I’ll get moving.” She glanced at Sam, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, watching her. How would she convince him to stay here when she left?
    “I’m coming with you,” Sam said bluntly without being asked. He didn’t need the uniform to make crystal clear she wouldn’t be changing that decision.
    Gabe heard him. “Don’t argue with him, Darcy. He offered, insisted actually, and I don’t want you traveling alone. The Department of Defense liaison confirmed his ID and clearances. They’ll clear it with his CINC.”
    She closed her eyes. All branches of the Special Operations worked for the military central command headquartered in Tampa, Florida, and his commander-in-chief there would tell Sam he was going with her. She wished someone had asked her, but she knew better than to waste energy on it. “That simplifies things. What about the hunt for Sergey?”
    “Tonight was too well planned and coordinated. He’s gone. I can start the search for his travel plans from here. Let’s get you out of there first. I need as close to a verbatim record of what Sergey said as you can provide.”
    “I’ll get on the transcript. Let me give you a call from the plane.”
    She hung up the phone. Not this. Those men have families. There would be two more stars added to the memorial wall at headquarters and two new names written in the Book of Honor. She’d hoped not to see another one added during her lifetime. The sadness overwhelmed the anger.
    “I’m sorry about your friends.”
    She looked up. She’d nearly hit Sam with the hairbrush. She had a feeling he’d probably ducked more lethal things. She sighed and tossed the phone on the bed. “It hurts. I knew them from work. Had they been personal friends, I probably would have thrown the phone.”
    “I know how to duck.” Sam rested his hand on her shoulder and squeezed softly. “A spook, huh?”
    She was startled by his calm reaction. She’d expected many things, but not a man who took in what he saw, adjusted to new facts, and gently teased her about being a spy. “I really am retired.” She hesitated and then lifted a hand to tentatively touch the cut on his cheek. It was small but deep. “Sorry about that.” She had a bad habit of hitting the good guys in her life.
    “Your reflexes are still pretty decent.”
    He was definitely teasing her. She blinked. The humor in his voice belied the seriousness in his eyes. This was a SEAL who had been in combat. She had to start thinking, and if humor got her out of this stuck place, the better off and safer they were both going to be. If a civilian had been trying to help her, she’d be in a real bind right now.
    I owe you, Sam. She closed her eyes for a moment and focused her thoughts. She had to get back to Washington, had to figure out who was behind this. Two men dead. Someone was starting a spy war tonight, and she’d somehow made the list. Because she was retired she was considered