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“Black, this is McCabe,” Sean spoke into his phone “Yes, sir The reason I’ht be in trouble He did?”

Erica wished she could hear both sides of the conversation She held her breath as Sean continued talking to the man on the other end of the call

Sean took out a pen and wrote down some information

A clue? Would it lead to Dylan? She prayed it would

“Thank you, sir We’ll handle it froht at a motel”

Dylan looked up at the ceiling, his sunglasses still on Sleep wasn’t cohtstand with every ounce still intact Black was supposed to call hins would have to be pulled and soet Dylan reinstated Black was ready to do whatever necessary to make that happen

What if the brass at the Agency didn’t let Black reinstate him? What then? He had no clue

He heard a car pull up to one of the parking spaces outside his rooun Old habits died hard Whoever was outside had nothing to do with hiain He knew Black would succeed Toency

Footsteps

He aiun at the door

Three hard knocks got him to his feet and into the darkest corner, his back to the wall He crouched down

“Dylan, it’s me” His brother’s voice was unmistakable “Let us in”

Us?

Had Caht Erica with him after what had happened at Lover’s Beach? She’d screa? How had they found him?

Screa Dylan had heard eous lips, had completely flattened him