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Jagger knew that.

“We can pick her up. Do you have a motorcycle helmet?”

Honestly, that caught him off guard. That wasn’t what he was expecting.

“A what?”

Jagger was amused.

“You know, a motorcycle helmet. She’s being picked up by a Snake.”

Well, that answered that question.

“Uh, no.”

They’d adjust.

“Never mind. We’ll get her one. Just be outside waiting for us in ten minutes, okay?” Jagger stated, as he was already en route to the location to set up the stakeout until it was time.

Remmy was confused.

“Uh, you don’t know where I live. How are you going to be here in ten? I didn’t give you my address, and you can’t track this phone.”

Over the phone, Remmy heard everyone laugh.

Jagger explained.

“You live two blocks from her. To fit your MO, it’s going to have to look like an abandoned building. You’d want to fool anyone looking at it. I’m also betting its within binocular distance, you perv.”

Okay, well, that jig was up.

At least they knew him.

Right?

Jagger continued.

“Maura and Dimitri will be there for pickup of Calyx, with the snakes. I’m on my way to the shop with another team and Greyson Croft. Just be careful and we’ll meet you there.”

That worked for him.

“We’ll rendezvous with the rest of the team at the new location we’ve acquired.”

He was confused.

This was news to him.

“We have a new location?” he asked. “Since when was this?”

Oh, well, he was about to see some spectacular shit. While Maura was out, he’d wandered, and he’d found that this building…it was the shit.

No one was getting in there without them allowing it to happen. MATE was all over the place, and Area Fifty-Two was a super secure bunker.

“Yeah, because your Northern bestie came through with the goods, so we have a safe place now.”

That was all he had to hear.

Hot damn.

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