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My heart starts beating faster.
“Adam…”
“Yeah?”
“That’s not church staff.”
“No,” he says calmly.
“That’s a team.”
Russ cracks his knuckles.
“Looks like Boone found the wrong meeting.”
I turn from the screen.
“What do we do?”
Adam grabs his gear bag.
His voice steady.
“Simple.”
Russ slings a rifle case over his shoulder.
“We go get him.”
The cabin suddenly fills with movement.
Gear.
Weapons.
Radios.
The quiet research operation just became something very different.
Adam pauses at the door and looks back at me.
“Wren.”
“Yeah?”
“You stay here.”
My stomach tightens.
“I can help.”
“You already are.”
He gestures toward the laptop.
“Keep eyes on the network.”
Russ opens the door.
