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“Taylor can’t find him,” Sage says.

“That doesn’t mean we can’t.”

I study Kane.

The three men who returned this morning are different from Sean, Arthur, Taylor, and Will.

Not in training.

Not in loyalty.

But in the way they move around each other.

They have been working alone for days, protecting someone we know nothing about, and they returned to Nevada only to drive into an ambush.

None of them has complained.

Not about the exhaustion.

Not about their injuries.

Not about Iron Ridge burning.

They simply changed missions.

Now they are helping an eighteen-year-old girl find the people who once showed her kindness.

A secure tone sounds from the security room.

Taylor appears in the doorway.

“Vega has the transfer approval.”

Every conversation stops.

Sean looks at me.

“You don’t have to do it now.”

“Yes, I do.”

“Sage needs⁠—”

“I’m going with her,” Sage says.

“No,” Sean and I answer together.

She looks between us.

“You can’t both tell me no.”

“We just did,” Sean says.

“These photographs are of girls Daniel may have sold to Greg.”

“I know.”

“I might recognize them.”