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once. “EFLA has known about you for a while. We’ve been following your activities with great interest. We’ve documented every kill you’ve ever made. Impressive. We’re amazed you’re still alive.”
    Was he here to remedy that?
    â€œWell, now you’ve met me.” Lifting the handle, she opened her car door.
    â€œMaybe we could go somewhere. We must talk—”
    â€œI don’t see what we could possibly have to say to one another.” Sliding into the driver’s seat, she tried to shut the door.
    His hand caught it. Glaring at the tanned, elegant fingers, she tried to tug the door shut, grunting from the effort.
    â€œHow about that NODEAL is a thing of the past. And Cooper is on his way out.”
    She ceased tugging on the door and stared at him in alarm. Her palm grew sweaty where it clutched the door’s arm rest. Her job—hunting in relative freedom—depended on Cooper’s looking the other way. Without Cooper, NODEAL might actually stop her from hunting. Or try to, anyway.
    â€œI thought that might get your attention.”
    â€œWhat are you talking about?”
    â€œIt’s been in the works for some time now. EFLA and NODEAL are merging.” He paused, adding, “With EFLA at the helm.”
    â€œShit,” she muttered, her heart squeezing painfully in her chest, as though an invisible fist had grabbed hold of it. All her hopes of being a paid, sanctioned agent vanished at his announcement.
    â€œYour fun is over.”
    â€œIt was never fun to me, never a game,” she snapped, thinking of her parents, thinking of all she had lost because of the soulless fiends walking the earth.
    Heart racing, she knew she had to go. Had to talk to Cooper. Had to get in contact with her brother. With another grunt of effort, she managed to slam the door.
    â€œThanks for the information,” she said through the window, her words ringing hollowly.
    â€œThey sent me for you.”
    Her fingers stilled around her keys. Her mind reeled. Still, she did not look his way again, avoided drowning in the fathomless pools of his eyes. Dark puddles without reflection. The eyes of a killer. An assassin. Her assassin. Not at this moment, perhaps. But eventually.
    She stared straight ahead. He continued talking, his voice loud and clear through the window’s glass. Undeniable. “I’m here to stop you.”
    She swallowed through her suddenly too tight throat. “And my brother?”
    â€œHim, too. Where is he, Kit?”
    So he knew Gideon was out of town, but evidently not where. A shaky breath shuddered past her lips: mingled relief and gratitude that Gideon and Claire had chosen now to take a vacation.
    Gideon’s absence was probably the only reason this man wasn’t bothering to kill her now. He needed her to get to Gideon. It was not an advantage she was about to give up.
    â€œYou expect me to offer him up to you?” She turned the key in the ignition. The engine of her VW purred to life. “Sorry. You’re going to have to work a little harder for your kill.”
    She slid the gear into reverse and turned, locking gazes with him through the glass, knowing that while he wouldn’t stop her from leaving, he also wouldn’t stop. They would meet again. EFLA was that way. Relentless.
    â€œKeep away from me,” she added, “Or you’ll regret it.”
    He gave a small nod of acknowledgment, well-shaped lips curving in a humorless smile. “I look forward to next time we meet.”
    His blasé attitude struck a nerve. Did he think her weak? Easy to kill? Because she was a woman? Familiar indignation spiraled through her.
    â€œGo ahead. Underestimate me. It will be your mistake.”
    His smile deepened, grooves forming in the planes of his cheeks. The bastard was too handsome for his own good.
    Easing her foot off the brake, she pressed down on the gas pedal and drove away.

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