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Dowling. “Why didn’t
you collect your equipment from the dead drop?”
    Echo shrugged. “I didn’t need it.”
    Mr. Dowling’s lips pursed. “We’re concerned
that you’re becoming dangerously careless.”
    “I accomplished the mission,” Echo said,
annoyed. “Apart from not getting body armor that I didn’t need and
would’ve only weighed me down, I did it exactly as I was
ordered.”
    “The dead drop also contained your
weapon.”
    Oops. “I didn’t need that, either. If
it was important how I killed him, I should have been told in my
briefing.”
    “The point is that you went into the compound
of a dangerous terrorist completely unarmed and unprotected.”
    “The target is dead. What else matters?”
    To Echo’s surprise, the look of annoyance and
frustration on Mr. Dowling’s face was mirrored by one of anger and
fear on Charlie’s.
    “What matters is that we have serious
concerns about you,” said Mr. Dowling. “You’ve taken completely
unnecessary risks, and you’ve done so repeatedly and despite
multiple warnings.”
    “I’ll be more careful next time,” Echo said,
but she could hear the insincerity in her own voice, and knew the
others could as well.
    “Goddammit, Echo!” Charlie exclaimed, her
pale face flushing pink. “Are you trying to get yourself
killed?”
    Unable to lie to her sister, Echo had to
think about it before she replied.
    “No,” she said at last.
    No, but I can’t say that it would bother me
if I did.
    She looked inside herself for fear or sadness
at the thought of her own death, and found none. Nor did she find
anticipation or relief. She simply didn’t care.
    Charlie turned to Mr. Dowling. “I told you
she was burned out. She needs a break. Give her a month off.”
    “She had last month off,” Mr. Dowling pointed
out.
    “Well, it wasn’t enough,” snapped Charlie.
“Give her another one.”
    “We’re giving her a partner,” said Mr.
Dowling. “We think she’ll do better if someone’s there to keep an
eye on her.”
    “I don’t want a partner,” Echo said,
horrified. “I don’t play well with others.”
    Mr. Dowling caught her gaze, then looked
meaningfully at Charlie. “We think everyone will be better
off if you have one.”
    A red haze settled over Echo’s vision at the
implied threat to her sister. If she snapped Mr. Dowling’s neck,
then picked up Charlie and bolted for the service corridors, she
could probably make it to the vehicle bay before the alarm
sounded…
    “Echo!” Charlie said sharply, and banged her
cane on the floor.
    The haze faded. Echo folded her arms across
her chest. “Who exactly do you think could keep up with me? You
better not stick me with someone from your screwed-up pack of
co-dependent made wolves.”
    A stifled giggle escaped Charlie’s lips.
    Mr. Dowling glared at both of them. “We’re
considering all our options for a suitable candidate. I merely
wanted to inform you in advance, so it wouldn’t come as a shock.
And I didn’t have to do that, so I hope you appreciate it.”
    Echo barely stopped herself from rolling her
eyes. Probably what she disliked the most about Mr. Dowling was the
way he made her feel and act like a sullen teenager. “You’re too
kind to me. I don’t deserve it.”
    He shook his head in exasperation. “Come with
me to my office and I’ll take your mission report. After that,
you’re on leave till further notice.”
    Echo resignedly followed him out. As long as
Charlie lived, Echo had no real power. She’d do anything to protect
her last surviving sister, and her handlers knew it. If they wanted
her to take a partner, she’d have to grit her teeth and accept
it.
    And when Charlie died and Echo had nothing
left to live for, Echo would kill them all.

Chapter Three: DJ

    Wolf on the Run
     
    DJ woke up feeling beat to hell. He didn’t
get a single second of peaceful amnesia, but instantly recalled
everything. Roy’s expression of mild surprise as he looked down at
the