biting the bullet rardin jennif

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.“Even the Enkyklios is limited in what it can hold.If we were to lose one, we certainly would be devastated if we had no backups.And despite what you may think, it isn’t easy, or even recommended, for one person with one Enkyklios to travel the world recording stories.And so” — she shrugged — “sometimes we find we must still share information the old-fashioned way.”“By telephone?” Cole ventured.Cassandra rolled her eyes.“No, silly, by e-mail.”But Sister Doshomi had proven hard to pin down.In fact, she’d been mountain climbing when Cassandra tried to contact her and wasn’t expected back until after we left Ohio.While we’d begun the mission with an incomplete view of raising the dead, at least the Spec Ops guys had given us solid information regarding a meeting our necromancer would be attending.They knew the time, location — they’d even snagged a picture of their nemesis.The first ever and quite a coup for Dave’s group.He’d probably still be basking in the glory if he hadn’t simultaneously discovered his unit had a mole.The only one who suspected, Dave had tried to hand off the meeting coordinates, along with the job of exterminating the Wizard, to another unit.Instead SOCOM, with the direct support of the DOD, had requested that we team with them.They knew the CIA had a consultant on staff with insider knowledge of the Wizard.They’d heard our particular department fronted a team of assassins that had never failed to nail its target.And they felt only outsiders like us could ferret out a mole while leaving the rest of a highly trained, incredibly valuable fighting element intact.Problem was, these guys were tight.I could see them resenting our presence, especially since we’d been called in to finish the job they’d started.If we did this wrong, if Bergman pulled an attitude or Cassandra freaked somebody with one of her visions or Cole made a joke nobody laughed at.Hell, so many things could go wrong that if we got through this mission without crossing the path of any “friendly” fire I’d be amazed.I played it absolutely straight and hoped that was how everybody in the room would take it.Meeting my brother’s green eyes, the only part of him that made me feel I was looking in a mirror, I said gravely, “I know you’re a lot more surprised to see me than I am you.But then, that’s how the Agency works sometimes.Secrecy is the key to success.You know that.”He paled slightly and I mentally slapped myself.I’d been reunited with him less than ten minutes and already managed to remind him of the most painful tragedy of our lives.Because it had nearly destroyed our relationship, we’d never been able to confront it head-on.That’s something I can manage with limited contact.Not so much up close and personal.I’d have to step lightly if I still wanted a brother when this mission was over.Dammit, all this tiptoeing is already making my arches sore.“Anyway, about eight months ago, I teamed up with Vayl.”“So.you’re an assassin?” Dave asked incredulously.“Why do I feel like you’d have used the same tone if I’d just confessed to being a stripper?” I demanded.“Sorry,” he said quickly.“I’m just a little surprised, is all.”“I’m very good at what I do.”Dave nodded, then shrugged.“They said they were sending the best.”“Well, then.” My entire crew had gathered around me as I spoke, Vayl by my right side, Cole at my left, Cassandra and Bergman behind us in the gaps our shoulders made.I didn’t like the formation.It looked too much like a defensive barrier.But that’s how people break themselves down in any new situation.Get with the herd until you know the lions aren’t going to pounce.Dave’s group, superior to ours in both numbers and weaponry, felt free to stay scattered across the room, though every one of them remained alert to our conversation, even the wounded.The medic, a sturdy, dark-skinned brunette with strong, capable hands, had patched two of her charges and was threading a needle for another while a fourth held a bandage to his bicep to help control the bleeding.That fourth, the same giant who’d saved me during the battle, gave me a considering look, cocked his head to one side, grinned, and winked.I couldn’t help it.I kinda thought we were going to be friends.I didn’t have time to check out the other half of Dave’s unit.He’d found yet another unhappy thought.At this rate, even a whole pouchful of Tinker Bell’s magic dust would never get him flying.“There’s something weird about this whole deal.Two people who’ve barely spoken to each other in over a year —”“Sixteen months,” I told him.He barreled on.“— don’t just whoops into the same mission.Especially when those people are twins.”That got his unit’s attention.My eyes raked the room [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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