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"I'll get Blackfish on the phone" He pulled his cell out of the back pocket of his jeans and scrolled through the contacts "You tork on diagraet us in and get Tamara and Essie out"

"Listen to you, sounding like a tea black T-shirt and pants underneath

"Got a problem with that?" he retorted

"Negative" Marko shook his head and shot Elisa a dirty look "Stop busting his chops just because you always get nervous before a mission and need a release"

She flipped hi about me"

"More than you wish I did, sweetheart," Marko said before handing Isaac a list of illegal firearms that he'd spotted in the Crest Society's armory

The insults and banter were the fa ready for battle He'd heard it a million times before It was adose of fuck-yeah-let's-do-this He'd missed it—needed it—more than he'd ever allowed himself to admit

Finally, he found the nu for and hit dial

The DEA agent in Fort Worth answered on the first ring "Blackfish"

"Hey Clay We need to get word to the ATF guys They aren't backup We have h firsthand inforoing to want to go in with us"

"Talk"

He did and it felt good They would get Tamara and Essie, and they'd do it as a team

Tamara

The Crest Society compound was surrounded by a tall chain link fence, the kind usually found around prisons, which see Bryson, the waiter froone the entire 30a word to Taet her icy defenses back up

By the tiate, her back was rairl listening to a lecture frouards waved theh They looked mean with their semiautomatic rifles, but they obviously weren't trained and didn't expect even the tiniest bit of resistance from her or they would have searched her