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commander sent in that many operatives with that much firepower without losing a single bullet. It made no sense. And that worried him. It meant there had to be more going on here than anyone in CTA imagined. Not good.
    Emerich was an international crime boss whose illegal enterprises facilitated everything from the movement of illegal arms and counterfeit goods to human trafficking. Sean Emerich was smart, and he was thorough. And all day he’d seemed to be one step ahead of Genie and Cameron both. Chances were that Emerich’s goons would be waiting for them when they landed in Seattle.
    But why was a man like Emerich interested in the Marsters family? That was the question Kyle couldn’t answer to save his life.
    Or possibly Genie’s…
    “A car is waiting for you out front of the airport to take you to the ferry,” Johnny’s voice on the headset cut through Kyle’s uneasy thoughts.
    Kyle looked at Genie once more with her head resting against the side window. She appeared to be back asleep. “Thanks, Johnny. I’m not sure how long this excursion will take us.”
    “No worries. I’ll stay here with the bird in case you need me to come get you.”
    “Let’s hope it won’t come to that. I’m planning to get on and off that island without anyone knowing we were ever there. I just hope Genie cooperates.”
    “She will as long as it helps the mission,” Johnny said. “I’m sure she’s still the same old Genie.”
    Kyle glanced over at her, making sure she was truly asleep.
    “I’m not sure we ever knew who the old Genie was,” he muttered.
    “Sure we did. She was the looker who could kick some mean butt and always had our backs.”
    “And kept more than a few secrets.”
    Johnny snorted. “In this business, who doesn’t? Besides, what do you expect considering who her old man is?”
    “True.” Kyle didn’t envy her growing up with Marsters as a dad. He couldn’t even imagine what that must have been like. But that didn’t excuse the secrets and lies. He and Genie had been lovers. In love with each other . There shouldn’t be secrets and lies between two people who’d stripped naked emotionally, and bared their very souls to each other. “But understanding it doesn’t mean I have to like it.”
    Nor did it mean he had to put up with it.
    Hell no, he had no intention of falling into that trap again. The quicker they found old man Marsters and got everyone back to D.C., the better for everyone concerned.
    They landed at Sea-Tac airport, and Kyle quickly led Genie through the terminal and out to the front where a line of limos and taxis was waiting for passengers. The driver of a black Town Car at the back of the line was holding up a sign for Mr. and Mrs. Stevenson—the cover they’d always used on joint ops in the past. Kyle’s jaw muscle ticked. Leave it to Johnny to think they were reliving old times.
    Kyle gestured toward the car and they climbed into the back. If anyone else was there waiting for them, or watching them, he didn’t see them.
    Forty-five minutes later, they were waiting for the ferry. Genie hadn’t said a word the whole way there. She was worried, he could tell. He just didn’t know what to say to help her, or if he should even bother trying.
    “So you want to talk about it?” he asked when he could no longer bear her silence.
    “About what?”
    “Your dream .”
    She stared at him for a long minute. “You didn’t have to come with me,” she said, finally stepping away from him. “I can handle this on my own.”
    Classic Genie avoidance. “I’m sure you can.” He was disappointed, but not surprised. Why change now?
    “And I’m sure I should,” she muttered.
    His temper flared. “Listen, Genie. I’m supposed to have you on a plane right now to D.C. Just so you know, until I can make that happen, I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
    “Always the good soldier, eh?”
    It wasn’t the first time she’d accused him of that. He took it as a compliment,