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“They’re heading south, out of the city” Striker sped through the earlytraffic

“Your animal can tell directions?”

“No, dumbass, it can tell me what side of the vehicle the sun is on”

“Oh yeah” Mace ran a hand through his hair, his go-to reaction when he was tense

“It’s also telling me that there are three un pointed at her head” He gripped the steering wheel tight enough to turn his knuckles white

“Have you told the snake to hold back?”

“That’s another stupid question I keep telling it to back off To wait for me”

“What’s it say?”

“It says it knohat it’s doing and I’ them take her in the first place”

Mace barked out a short, sharp laugh “Looks like your animal has just as much attitude as you do Does Friday know the diamondback is with her?”

Striker glanced at his friend “Not yet”

…

Friday’s grand bid for freedo her back to the Northern Territory, where she’d be killed, or else they’d re information from her head, wipe her memory of the past week, and put her to work in a lab She wouldn’t remember Striker or his teae her life She’d just carry on, as she’d always done, working as a drone for CommTECH If she lived

“Where are you taking me?” Not that it

Theher answered with a sneer His wide shoulders were steady as he held the gun that pointed at her head He sat with his back to the rear of the car, while Friday sat on the seat opposite, her back to the driver Through the tinted rear , she could see the lights of Monterrey disappearing into the distance They were heading south, in the wrong direction for the airport