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I smirked, stepping over him. “Now—”

Boom.

I was suddenly flipped onto my back, he pinned me down before I could blink.

Shit.

His face hovered close to mine, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Good move, sweetheart,” he murmured. “But never turn your back on your opponent.” His voice dropped, his breath warm against my cheek. “If you do, you’re dead.”

His face was so close, his mouth just inches from mine.

I didn’t breathe.

Did I want him to kiss me?

…Yes. Oh, my God, Niki, you are disgusting.

I barely knew this guy. And he’d just thrown me to the ground. And yet…my nipples hardened, betraying me.

He can’t know, can he? No. He damn sure can’t know.

I scrambled to my feet as the others watched.

The big guy crossed his arms. “Alright, if you’re coming, you follow our rules. When we tell you to do something, you do it. Notough girl act. These people have machine guns—you won’t get close enough to throw them on the ground.”

I swallowed hard, nodding.

“And lose those tight jeans. You’ll have to dress like they do—just like we will. Follow me. I’ll show you what to wear.”

I clenched my fists.

I should thank him. He did protect me from the fall. And he was right—I never should’ve turned my back.

But I’d be damned if I was thanking this brute for anything.

One of the others spoke up. “What’s your name?”

“Niki O’Riley.” I gave him my Mom’s maiden name. I don’t even know why I did that.

I wasn’t about to tell them I was an FBI Special Agent. As far as they knew, I was just a woman looking for her brother.

The man nodded. “I’m River Channing. This is Gage Sparrow, Lyon Spenser, and Raven Jackson.”

“We’re the best of the best,” River said. “We know what we’re doing. If you’re coming, you follow our lead.Agreed?”

I hesitated.

“Sure,” I said.

Total lie.

River eyed me before nodding. “Follow us. We’ll get you different clothes.”

I smirked. Step one—complete.

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