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“No, not yet. It’s tempting to retrieve any you find, but until we know the full picture, this is just intel gathering. This site could be a part of a bigger operation, but if they get wind we’re onto them, they could move location or shut down operations, and we’ll lose our element of surprise.” Cleo arched a brow as her gaze settled on Georgia. “Do we all understand?”

Georgia nodded. “I know the mission.”

“We’ll stick to the plan,” Ash said.

“No heroics this time, or you may get your other arm bitten off,” Hunter said.

Ash wanted to tear down this operation, but he wouldn’t disobey Cleo, even though it made him sick to his stomach that these assholes were taking such rare animals.

Georgia glanced over her shoulder at the ship.

He could tell she was itching to get out of here, just like him. Georgia always exuded a tense, excited vibe when they were about to go on a mission.

Ash nodded at Cleo. “We’re ready.”

“Then you have a go from me,” she said. “Good luck.”

Georgia turned back and caught his eye. She nodded.

“You up for this?” he asked.

“Always. Let’s do it.”