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sigh. “He seems tense.”

Kelly nodded.

“He struck me as the sane one when I met him before.

Relaxed. Well-adjusted. He’s not anymore.”

Kelly pressed his lips into a thin line, nodding in

agreement. “You said you were in the military?”

“Briefly, yes.”

“The team was called back last year. Whatever work they

had them doing, it fucked them all up a little.”

“Why?” Julian asked. His concern seemed genuine.

Kelly’s stomach roiled and he looked away, into the yacht

to see if Nick was anywhere near. “He won’t say.”

Kelly excused himself before Julian could ask more

questions. He almost barreled into Nick as he came back out

onto the deck.

Nick had already finished getting dressed. He’d forgone

the suit today, instead staying in the jeans he’d been wearing

and putting on a plain black T-shirt. His favorite leather

jacket was over his arm, and his badge was on a chain around

his neck. He was also wearing a shoulder holster with a gun

on each side, rather than the one he usually kept on his hip.

“What are you doing?” Kelly asked.

“Going to work.” He held up his phone. “The trace didn’t

get their location, call wasn’t long enough.”

Julian sighed shakily and nodded.

“It did give us a region, though,” Nick added.

“Really?” Julian blurted. “Where are they holding him?”

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Nick’s expression hardened, and he met Julian’s eyes.

“They’re in Boston.”

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