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I check the phones while she searches the rest of the room.

Texts. Calls.

All coded but the pattern's clear.

Mouse has been feeding information to someone.

"Jagger," Scarlett calls from the bathroom. "Look at this."

Photos taped to the mirror.

Mouse's ex-wife and daughter. But these aren't happy family photos.

These are surveillance shots. The girl at school. The mother at work.

Leverage.

"They've been using them as leverage," I confirm. "That explains the meeting we saw."

"Just like we suspected. Question is who's 'they'?" Scarlett muses. "Sombra? Three Devils? Someone else?"

"We need to set a trap. For both of them."

We head back to the compound to strategize.

Scarlett and I brief Squirrel privately—can't risk anyone else knowing, not even the other officers.

We work out the details: two different pieces of false intel, two different locations, see which rat takes which bait.

Squirrel agrees to have Raven handle Tina while I deal with Mouse.

By the time we're done planning, it's past midnight and my shoulder's screaming from the earlier firefight, but we can't afford to wait.

Every hour we delay is another hour they could be feeding information to our enemies.

That night, I implement the plan. First, I pull Mouse aside in the garage. "Got a special job for you, brother. Off the books."

His eyes sharpen, and I see the fear flash before he covers it. "Yeah?"

"Eduardo wants us to move some extra product. Unscheduled. He doesn't want Sombra getting wind of it."

"Makes sense. When?"

"Tomorrow night. Abandoned airstrip outside Cottonwood. Small crew, quiet operation."

"I'm in."

"Good. But keep it quiet, yeah? Just between us until I brief the others. Can't risk another leak."

He nods, and I see it—the flicker of calculation in his eyes.

The weight of whatever threat hangs over his family.

"Sure thing, VP. You can count on me."

The words taste like ash in his mouth. I can tell.

I leave the garage and overhear Raven feeding Tina some different information. "Squirrel's planning a big shipment. Tomorrow night. Using the southern route through Tehama."