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    “I’m trying to save my father’s life,” she said, turning to face them, her expression full of worry mixed with exasperation.
    “With information that could get a whole hell of a lot of people killed,” Tazz reminded her.
    She threw her hands up. “What are my choices? Let my father die? I have the same information. Will they take me as well?” she demanded, pacing to the door then to the window to confront Tazz. “Or maybe you were sent here to insure they don’t. Or were you even sent? I thought the tests had ended. I thought the program had been dismantled because the tests were too dangerous. The drugs too harmful. But you’re showing all the signs of stress we found with our first dopings. I—” She spun away from them with another angry little sound.
    Dare stood, maneuvering himself between them, but Tazz merely stretched his arms over his head, lazily regarding him as if he’d just discovered a new and interesting development.
    The man he knew, the Tazz he knew, would never take a civilian’s life to insure government security. That was concrete. He’d save the individual first, ensuring both were protected. So would Dare.
    But the man Tazz had been and the man he was now made that rock solid fact feel more like a gravel pit filled with sinkholes. With a disgusted snort, Tazz gave him a look as if he were sizing Dare up and not impressed with how easily he could take him out.
    The look pissed him off.
    “You what, Ms Chung? Left when it got too hot in the kitchen? Or did you quit because you realized that the drugs were addictive, that once given, the craving for more grew faster than a hooker on ecstasy?”
    Kylie turned back with a frown, her hand at her throat. She shook her head hard and licked her lips. “No, no, I…” She swallowed and her frown grew more concerned. “No, I didn’t know, I never read anything to indicate that the drugs could become addictive.”
    Tazz snorted and muttered a foul curse under his breath. “Convenient, don’t you think?” Tazz growled.
    Dare put a hand out straight to stop Kylie from stepping out from behind him and focused on his oldest friend. “What are you doing, Tazz?”
    “I’m interrogating our captive, Dare. What are you doing?”
    Dare anchored his fists on his hips and settled a look on Tazz that the man should have known was the only warning he’d receive before he got a fist in the face. “I’m saying enough is enough. The file was bogus.”
    Tazz slouched farther down on the couch and put his hands behind his head and lazily tilted his head. The posture looked deceptively relaxed. Dare wasn’t buying it. Not with the intensity in Tazz’s eyes. The man was lit.
    “The file was bogus. We’re to bring her in, if we can’t do that, we insure the information she has never reaches the men holding her father.”
    “Like hell,” Dare yelled, so pissed off he could barely get the words out. This was Tazz, a man he’d had at his back for years, hell, a decade and some change, and he’d just threatened the life of an innocent woman. Shit, the man should be aiding her, not making statements like that.
    “You know who has her father?” Dare demanded, remembering that Kylie and her father should be the issue here, not his anger with Tazz’s stupidity. Behind him he was only half aware of Kylie’s gasp. He kept his focus on Tazz.
    Tazz merely smiled and nodded once.
    “And?”
    “He’s not coming home to his daughter,” Tazz drawled.
    Dare heard a muffled cry behind him and Kylie’s body brushed his as she tried to reach Tazz, for what he wasn’t certain, but he reached out to stop her. She shrugged him off angrily and faced Tazz.
    “That’s a lie! He’s alive!”
    “He’s dead already. Think, Kylie. Why would they need the file, the specs and you, if he were alive?” Tazz asked.
    Kylie stiffened and her face, rosy from her anger grew gray with fear at Tazz’s callous question.
    Dare considered knocking him