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Tate stalked over and glowered down at him

“I’ this because it’s the last ti”

Juan smirked “I don’t know about that Do you have another operation you want me to watch you screw up?”

“You’re not stayingover Catherine Ballard to them

“Where a?”

Tate didn’t answer Ballard approached with a handheld scanner

“Find it and take it out,” Tate said

Ballard nodded and waved the device over Juan, beginning with his head It reh and started beeping

“Here it is,” she said and flipped open a switchblade

“Careful,” Juan said “This dive suit is my favorite”

“Was he always like this?” she asked Tate as she sliced the suit open

“It otten worse He thinks he can joke himself out of any situation But not this time, my friend”

Ballard palpated his quadthe knife into Juan’s leg, he didn’t give Tate the satisfaction of watching him wince from the pain

She plucked out a tiny disc and handed it to Tate, who took it from her in a handkerchief He cleaned the disc and held it aloft to inspect

“So you thought your creould find you with this tracker?” Tate asked, his delight returning