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present,” Travis said sharply, frowning at Brandi’s wounded gaze on him. “I only figured out after I got here that we worked for the same organization… just very different branches.”
     
    Brandi shook her head as she ran a hand over it. She turned to Lane. “How much do you know about Travis? He’s not what he seems. I know for a fact he tried to murder his grandfather. I know because I helped prevent him from doing it.”
     
    She heard Lane snort before he turned a glare in Travis’ direction. “Hiring cold-blooded murderers is nothing new around here. Nobody from his department is ever what they seem to be.”
     
    “What is this really all about, Lane?”
     
    Her boss ignored her query and continued to stare at Travis. She rubbed her nose. Some competition thing was going on between the two men… something she’d walked into blindly. Did Lane already know what she was? She was still pondering how much Lane knew when he spoke again.
     
    “Okay, Black Wolf. I want answers and I want them now. You want me to believe you just conveniently lived near Feldspar and found my wounded agent without reporting it to me?”
     
    Travis shrugged. “That area is near the place I consider home. I was studying Feldspar’s activities, just like your agent was. What was going on there sounded like something my department needed to look into so I made a few calls. Though no one seems to have informed her yet, Agent Jenkins now knows too much to stay assigned to regular duty in your area. I’m sure my handler has gone over all that with you. I’m surprised you didn’t see fit to cover it with her.”
     
    “Oh hell no. I’m not your department’s anything. I work for Lane. That’s final.” Brandi narrowed her gaze on Travis as she spoke. She listened to the steady rhythm of his heart. The traitor was telling the truth about his motives… or at least as much of the truth as Travis wanted Lane to know.
     
    She looked back at Lane, scanning her handler’s angry face for clues about who she could trust. If Lane had any idea she and Travis were werewolves, it didn’t show itself in any fear he felt.
     
    “You wouldn’t have watched my agent without investigating her background. Why don’t you tell me why Brandi is so interesting to your group,” Lane ordered.
     
    She watched Travis’ gaze hold Lane’s without flinching. His presence here didn’t mesh with her memories of watching his ass exiting the alpha challenge ring to get away from fighting Reed. The last time she’d seen him, Ariel had just killed Travis’s cousin and Travis himself had been running away from Reed like the coward he truly was inside his agent suit.
     
    “Brandi showed up in Wasilla in a lab coat. She had no ID whatsoever. And she wasn’t talking to anyone. It took me a bit to match her up to the blown up truck and missing person. By that time, I’d guessed enough of her story to report it. We agreed only to me delivering that information to my handler and to you… which I did. The decision to recruit her was not my choice.”
     
    Lane shook his head. “Brandi was never supposed to be abducted in the first place. You were supposed to keep anything from happening to her.”
     
    Brandi’s gaze came back to Lane… her betraying ass handler. “What am I missing here, Lane? I’m not stupid or deaf—but this is making me feel like both. What the hell was I really doing in Alaska? It’s past time to come clean with me.”
     
    She watched a muscle ticking in Lane’s jaw. His anger was escalating. The more calm Travis acted—the madder Lane seemed to get. If she hadn’t wanted information so badly, she’d have found their pissing contest entertaining.
     
    “Travis Black Wolf’s handler is the one who talked me into sending you up there. I’m going to make some calls. Watch yourself with this guy in the meantime. You probably already told Black Wolf too much.”
     
    Brandi nodded as she turned and looked up into