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Alexander nodded, looking impressed. “And you all lead different teams?”

When I nodded, Izzy continued. “Yes. Danny leads patrols, Eve and Grace lead extractions and relocations, Liam leads intel, and Maya leads messaging.”

“And what are you in charge of?” Sebastian asked, his tone curious.

“Izzy manages operations,” I answered for her. “Without her, we would be totally lost.”

Izzy rolled her eyes. “I think you mean, withoutyou, we would be totally lost.”

I shrugged. Izzy had taken over more and more of the operations responsibilities in the last few years as I was busy with SDS.

“What about the Ghosts?” Marcus asked. “How do they fit in? Are they going to be around to help at all?”

I shook my head. “They’re separate from the Archers. They’re more like…I don’t actually know how to describe them. We have a working relationship, and they call us if they run into anyone who needs our help, but we don’t usually work together. Honestly, I’m surprised they stuck around this long. They take jobs all over the world.”

“Keys messaged me and told me they were headed out of the country,” Liam confirmed.

I nodded. “We’re on our own for this one.”

“Not entirely, my darling Evie.” Sebastian grinned. “You have us now.”

Danny groaned, but I just smiled back at Sebastian. “Together,” I said.

His eyes softened. “Together,” he repeated.

“On the subject of having us”—Alexander stood—“unless there’s anything else, Evelyn needs to go to bed.”

I wrinkled my nose. Great, a whole night of being woken up every few hours.

“Fine,” I said. “Let’s pick back up in the morning. We need to gather more information on the FIA agents, who at the FIA kicked off the memo, this Luke Jones guy, and the Kingfisher organization.”

“Easy peasy, Boss Lady.” Liam grinned. “I?—”

Izzy pressed a button on the tablet, and the screen went black. “Oops.”

“You know he’s going to get you back for that,” Danny said.

Izzy grinned. “He wouldn’t dare.”

I smiled while everyone at the table laughed. Liam was like Izzy’s annoying younger brother, but she had something over him that had kept him in line the last few months, and honestly, I was enjoying the peace.

“Come on.” Alexander appeared before me, holding out his hand. “Let’s get you to bed.”

I groaned but accepted his help. When the room spun and I put my hands on his chest to steady myself, he swept me into his arms. Tomorrow, I would turn back into a badass. But tonight, I was going to accept the babying.

CHAPTER 3

EVELYN

“If you type any harder, you’re going to break the keyboard,” Marcus drawled.

I shot him a glare, not moving my head from my computer screen. “Can I help you, Mr. Stone?”

Marcus’s eyes darkened, and I willed him to rise to my bait. I was itching for a fight or somewhere to direct all this restless energy. But he didn’t.

“Just wondering if you have the Lachland contract back from product?”

I pointed towards the folder sitting on the edge of my desk and went back to my typing. The words were swimming a bit on the screen, and my head was pounding from the concussion, but I didn’t stop. I was irrational and cranky, something Danny informed me of this morning when he called with an update. But I couldn’t help it. Despite searching all day yesterday for more information on the Kingfisher, Luke Jones, and the FIA agents, we had come up with nothing. Zilch. Nada. And it was driving me crazy.