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I ignore it.
“We go now,” I say.
Jonah exhales.
“You’re not cleared—”
I look at him.
And that’s all it takes.
He stops.
Because he sees it.
This isn’t optional.
“This isn’t a recovery op,” I continue.
Voice low.
Deadly.
“This is an extraction. If we don’t find her, they will kill her.”
Cal nods once.
Already moving.
“I’ll get the gear.”
Lance grabs weapons.
Checks ammo.
Jason moves to comms.
“Running interference. If anyone comes looking—we were never here.”
Ronan stands.
Slow.
Controlled.
“This won’t be clean,” he says.
I meet his eyes.
“It doesn’t need to be.”
Silence settles over the room.
Because they all understand now.
Rules?
Gone.
