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And then, our break caht Malik out I confirles, and he’d looked awful

“I’ll take the one who has Malik,” I had whispered to Merrit, as positioned on his stomach, the sa on tripods “You take the other”

We put eyes to scopes, centering in on our targets My crosshairs were on Malik’s captor’s head, dead center of his forehead I knew Merritt—as also a Navy SEAL like me—would be the same

“On the count of three,” I whispered, then counted backward

Three… two… one

My bullet hit first, and I re the confusion on Malik’s face as the man’s head exploded next to him A millisecond later, the other man was dead, too

Kynan interrupts“See Corinne today”

“Got it,” I replied with a nod

And that was all that needed to be said to have uys balk at such a thing, but nota career out of this line of work

Kynan has some follow-up questions When we’re done, we shoot the shit about irrelevant stuff, and I know he’s happy to have me back

Until the next mission

Before I leave his office, I ask, “Got any recommendations for a nice restaurant where I could score dinner reservations tonight?”

Kynan’s eyebrows shoot high Not only have I never asked such a question, because I’ on a date, which is shocking