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“New target.DEA agent named TJ Barros.I’ll send you a picture.He was last seen at a residential address in Crimson Point as of six hours ago.”

“Usual procedure?”

Meaning locating and eliminating the target.“No.Find him and bring him to me.”

“That’s it?Nothing else?”

“No.I want to question him in person.I need whatever intel he has.Then you can finish up.”By sending Barros to his maker and giving the DEA a clear message.

That he wasn’t afraid of them, and anyone who fucked with him would die.

Then he would deal with Angel.

“Got it.I’ll be in touch when I find something.”

Jordan battled to keep his voice calm.“This is time sensitive.Handling this quickly will be to your advantage.”Angel was motivated by money.Jordan understood and respected that.He might even let him live after this job—if it turned out he wasn’t the source of the leak.

“Understood.”

He set his phone down, struggling to curb the rage burning inside him.First, he would meet individually with the handful of people who made up his inner circle.Once Angel brought Barros in, Jordan would squeeze the bastard for intel on all his CIs using whatever means necessary.Then he would track all of them down individually if necessary.

One of them had to be the leak.And someone had stolen his files.

When Jordan found out who was responsible, he would kill every last one of them to protect himself.

Chapter Twenty-Three

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TJ woke up on the couchwith bright morning light filtering into the room around the edges of the blinds on the windows.And he was alone.

He sat up and looked around, trying to clear the cobwebs from his sleep-deprived brain.Bristol was nowhere to be seen.They’d fallen asleep here curled up together on their sides hours ago, with her tucked into his body.It was the best sleep he’d had in forever.And apparently deep, because he had no recollection of her leaving.

The bedroom door down the short hallway was shut.He pushed aside the stab of disappointment.Probably best that she’d gone to her own bed.Made things neater, avoided the whole awkward morning-after thing.

Unless she’d left because she regretted last night and wanted to avoid him.

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