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Fishing a big knife out of his duffel, he ran over to the two bikes parked by the motel office. One, two and the deed was done. Air hissed out of the tires he’d punctured.

Jason ran back to his bike and started the engine. Sweet deal, it turned over easily. He grinned as he accelerated out of the parking lot, craned his neck to turn and see the two men run around the side of the motel and head for their bikes.

Seemed like Big Mike shook a meaty fist at him in the rearview mirror.

“Won’t they follow us?” Kara pushed back her hair.

“It’ll be a few hours until they can get those fixed. We’ll be long gone,” he assured Kara.

“How did they find us?”

“I don’t know. But I sure as hell am going to find out.”

He stopped at a 24-hour convenience store and escorted Kara inside toward the restroom. Keeping an eye on the women’s room door, Jace bought a couple of colas and paid cash. The clerk, a kid in his teens, looked more interested in his phone than Jace.

Waiting for Kara, he paced the aisle and called his boss.

Rafe answered on the first ring. Finally.

“Where the hell have you been?” he demanded.

A huge yawn. “Sorry, man. Phone died... It’s been...a day.”

“They found us. How, I have no clue. I took precautions. Lots of them,” Jason warned.

“Damn. You know the local LEOs are looking for you. And Dylan.”

“I know. Got my messages.”

“You still headed to Georgia?”

“On our way.”

“You need to come in,” Rafe said suddenly.

Jace’s heart sank. “No way, man. I’ve put too much into this case and so have you. I’m close, Rafe. Dylan contacted Kara and if I can get to him, I can get him to turn state’s evidence. He witnessed the murders and he can ID Marcus. I’m the best chance you have at exposing this son of a bitch.”

Silence for a moment, and then Rafe sighed. “Knew you’d say that. I’m no longer in south Florida. This is my op and I intend to see it through. Took the team to a small Georgia field office. Where you at?”

Jace told him. “I think they’ve got eyes on me, somehow. I hate getting rid of my bike, but I need new wheels.”

“No problem. I’ll handle it. Remember the abandoned warehouses where we did that raid two years ago and busted up the drug ring?” Rafe named a town in north Florida.

A small smile touched his face. “How could I forget it? It was my first op. Our first op together. A real meet cute, where we began our bromance.”

But Rafe failed to laugh at the joke. “Good. Meet me there around, say, eight o’clock. We’ll swap vehicles. Can you make it there by then?”

“I can, if I push it. Rafe, what’s wrong?”

Rafe heaved a deep breath. “This op is going south, fast. Now, my best guy undercover is a wanted man and Darkling says the chatter has increased that Marcus has his target sighted and his plan is in motion.”

Jace swore in a low voice as the women’s restroom door opened. “What’s the target?”

“Something public and wealthy. The rich will pay. That’s all we got. Keep your head down and stay alert, Jace. I don’t want to lose you.”

Rafe hung up.

Jace palmed his cell as Kara joined him and took one of the cold colas from him.

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