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They nodded.

“After we got Chrissy’s information this morning, I contacted him off the record and had him start digging. We may not be able to operate but we sure as hell can defend ourselves.”

It was a modicum of relief, but Cam was itching to go after Miranda and make sure she was safe. He didn’t like that she was out there alone with Meghan and they were defenseless.

“Did he find anything?” Cam asked.

“Not yet, but I have no doubt between him and Chrissy we’ll find this motherfucker and take out him and anyone else helping him,” Jake said.

“Chrissy, you’re okay with this? It’s not exactly legal?” Ryan asked. Startled, she looked at him. It was the first question directed to her and from the one SEAL who usually ignored her. Cam could just about imagine what he was thinking. They all knew he had it bad for her, but what held him back, they still didn’t know.

“I shouldn’t be, but you’re my friends, and my best friend is a target. So, yeah, I’ll deal with the fall out if it comes to that. I was given permission to brief you. Not sure how far that extends, but I’ll do what I can.”

Ryan nodded. “What’s next, Boss? How do you want to handle this?”

“This is where I leave you. As far as Command is concerned, you’re all on leave for the next two weeks. I anticipate that this will be handled by then.”

Jake nodded, and after the door closed with a loud click, he laid out the part that Chrissy was involved with. It wasn’t complicated, and they had to be careful they didn’t get in the way of law enforcement. But they were licensed to carry and wouldn’t leave the house without a weapon until they’d caught whoever was behind this mess. They had two weeks to get it done.

“Chrissy, you can’t tell Meghan and Miranda any of this. At least not yet. We have to be careful of what is shared because it’s related to a past mission.”

“You’re shitting me, right? They’re in just as much danger as you guys and you’re not going to warn them?”

“We didn’t say that. But you can’t. Or you’ll be laying yourself wide open to a rash of shit. We’ll figure out a way to give them enough information to keep them safe.”

Chrissy nodded, but she wasn’t happy. They weren’t even on a mission and were still in the middle of a cluster fuck. How did they keep getting so lucky?

“One other thing, Chrissy. Forget you ever heard Tex’s name.”

“No problem. I guess I’m dismissed now?”

“Afraid so. You don’t need to know the rest of the plan.”

After Chrissy left, they mapped out the details. Then they called Tex.

“Tex.”

“Hey bro, good to talk to you. You’re on speaker with the team. I know you know Rafe and Cam. But let me introduce you to the team. Ryan McLaughlin and Drew Murphy.”

“Too bad we’re not meeting under better circumstances.”

“No shit,” Murph said.

“Have you turned up anything on the guy that Chrissy identified?”

“I haven’t located him, but I’m searching social media for any sign of him.”

“Hopefully, something turns up soon. From the chatter Chrissy picked up it looks like there is a whole terror cell that we uncovered because they got sloppy.”

“Yes, I’ve been working with the intel that Chrissy shared to try to identify any known associates of Arfat. But they have gotten smarter over the years, and there are so many apps that erase as you go.”

“Fucking typical. Let’s help the terrorists get more efficient,” Murph said.

“It’s inevitable, but our technology is better. Don’t worry we’ll find them. Just think though, if it weren’t for Azfaar’s vendetta against you, we’d never have found about the cell, or at least not in time to diffuse whatever they’re planning.”

Tex had a point. It still sucked, but he was right. Cam would have preferred to tackle the asshole on foreign soil, and he knew the team felt the same way. Having to stop the threat this way was much harder and could get them court-martialed if they weren’t careful.

“So where does that leave us?” Jake asked.