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Wesley asked.

      “I want you back alive. Even if that means that you have to abandon Colonel Stone. He’s proved he can take care of himself.”

      “Sir!” Wesley answered. The man looked conflicted. He didn’t like the idea of letting fellow soldiers on the same side die.

      Blake didn’t like it, either. But he had a duty to the men in his team. He ate, slept, and drank, sweated and bled with them. Their lives were important to him, more important than any other soldier’s. It was unit integrity, a knot of loyalty, duty, command and friendship that couldn’t be undone by a few strands. He wouldn’t like having Stone, Rosenberg and Khan die on his watch, but he wasn’t going to sacrifice even the most junior of his noncoms.

      “I’ll make sure your man returns to you unharmed,” Bolan promised.

      Blake tried to hide his surprise, but couldn’t.

      WESLEY WATCHED skeptically as Rosenberg unlocked her safehouse door and let the men in.

      “I’m not loving this idea, Theresa,” he told her.

      She paused, confusion coloring her features for a moment. “You mean about having two men you don’t know hanging around with me?”

      “Seems that since we’ve met this guy, you’ve come under enemy fire twice. And we only met them a couple hours ago,” Wesley said.

      “Once an hour, that’s not so bad for him,” she said. There was an impish grin on her face. Those beautiful green eyes sparkled with wit and allure, making Wesley look away, inwardly wincing as he felt himself being dragged in by her beauty. “Robert?” she said.

      “I’m sorry. I’m not looking forward to seeing you get hurt,” Wesley answered.

      “Who says I’m going to get hurt?” she asked.

      “A bunch of really angry goombas we kicked out of power, who are still packing enough rifles to shoot up half the country. That’s who,” Wesley explained.

      She sighed. “I’ve had people out to get me before. I’ll live.”

      “I’m serious, Theresa.”

      “Call me Tera,” she said.

      “Tera…sorry…”

      “I’m serious, too, Robert.”

      Wesley reflexively bared his teeth, then calmed himself. “You say you can trust him, so tell me, is Stone his real name?”

      “I can’t confirm or deny that for you. It’s not my place. I can tell you, though, even though we only worked together once, I trust him with every ounce of my being.”

      Wesley hung his head. “I see.”

      Geren touched his chin lightly, lifting his eyes to meet hers. “I understand you’re worried about me. And I’m worried about you, too. And I would worry about Stone, but he can take care of himself, and he’s taken care of me in the past.”

      “He charges in wild-assed—”

      “He can be as stealthy or as audacious as circumstances warrant,” Geren said defensively. “And he won’t let me down.”

      Wesley sighed. There was going to be no winning this fight.

      “Robert, I know you don’t like it, but I also don’t want you involved in our investigation. Stone and I are going after, I think, the same people, and there’s going to be a lot of gunplay.”

      “Then have a soldier at your back, at least.”

      “Captain Blake wants you back alive. And I don’t want to see you hurt,” Geren cut him off.

      “Sorry. He said come back if possible. That was my priority. I’m also supposed to keep an eye on you and Colonel Stone,” Wesley replied. “Don’t try to leave me behind.”

      “I don’t see the harm in you tagging along.” A powerful, but subtle voice spoke, startling Wesley. He looked up to see Colonel Stone seemingly appear out of nowhere. He was shaken for a moment.

      “Thank you, Colonel, sir.”

      “Don’t call me sir,” Bolan replied. “I work for a living.”

      He offered his hand. Some of the distrust and jealousy that Wesley was hanging onto evaporated in the face of the gesture. Finally, the Green Beret took the stranger’s hand. “Sorry for being so much trouble.”

      “You’re not any trouble. Just please don’t interfere with me getting fresh weapons,” Bolan said.

      Wesley looked at Geren, then nodded. “I wasn’t going to have Tera go into harm’s way without someone adequately equipped on her side.”

      Bolan smiled. “Good. Captain Blake won’t have a problem with that?”

      Wesley looked around. “Captain who? Problem with what?”

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