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I glance at him.
A small smile pulling at my lips.
“When am I not?”
He huffs quietly.
“Fair point.”
The door opens.
Ethan steps out.
Ethan Cross
His expression is calm.
Focused.
But there’s something underneath it now.
Something personal.
“Briefing’s in ten,” he says. “New operation.”
I raise an eyebrow.
“That didn’t take long.”
Ethan’s gaze shifts between us.
Then settles.
“This one’s different.”
Jase crosses his arms.
“How?”
Ethan exhales once.
“They’re not just running anymore.”
A beat.
“They’re regrouping.”
Yeah.
That tracks.
“Where?” I ask.
Ethan’s jaw tightens slightly.
“Multiple locations.”
Of course.
