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One man died.

Frank is missing.

And Navarro now knows we found the ranch.

“We’re going to New Mexico,” I say.

Sage looks at me.

“We?”

“You and Hayley stay here.”

“No.”

The word comes from both of them.

I close my eyes.

Seven Delta Special Forces soldiers.

Men who have walked into gunfire beside me without hesitation.

Men who have followed my orders across mountains, deserts, and borders.

None of that prepared me for Hayley and Sage.

“We don’t know where the SUV went,” I say.

“That’s why we stay together,” Hayley answers.

“Marisol may be able to tell us what Navarro knows.”

“And she may only talk to Sage,” Kane adds.

I look at him.

He doesn’t flinch.

“You’re supposed to be helping me.”

“I am.”

“How?”

“By stopping you from making a bad decision.”

“Taking my daughter toward Navarro is a bad decision.”

“Leaving her here after Navarro discovers this house would be worse.”

Sage steps around Will.

“Marisol was at that warehouse because of the same people who took me. Sally helped both of us. Frank helped both of us. I’m going.”

“You’re eighteen.”

“I know.”