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“Negative,” Maddie insisted. “Kozlov’s after you, not me. I’ll handle things here.”
“Not leaving you without backup,” Jack insisted. “We’ll find another way. This is not up for discussion.”
“Oh, is that right?” Maddie shot back. “Well, I seem to remember another discussion that took place just the other day, Jack. If you don’t recall, I’d be happy—”
“Uh, guys,” Finn interrupted. “We have another problem. The sensors I had the Bostonconfreresput in place are going apeshit.”
Christ.
“What does that mean?” Maddie demanded, her voice sounding like she was on the move.
Jack halted abruptly and turned once more to survey the crowd. “It means there’s a bomb somewhere in this hotel.”
