Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Maja took another half sip, finally quenching the dryness in her throat.

She raised a hand to massage her temples, “If all Bernard wants is Fitch, then why the hell is he messing with lan?”

Dylan grabbed one of the reports, his lips pressed into a thin line.

“Looks like there could be two angles. First, using lan to bait Fitch into the game. This report shows that both Fitch and lan hung

around Bernard's place as kids, and back then Bernard's wife was still alive. The place where Fitch and lan have been hanging out

is exactly that old haunt, which probably dropped Fitch's guard, so he walked right into the trap. As for the second thing, let's not

forget about the fake lan. The guy they're carting off now, who can say if he’s the real deal or the impostor? It throws a real wrench

in the works, especially since Rachel's the one in charge of the transport. If she gets wind of anyone trying to intercept that

prisoner transport, she'll fight tooth and nail. Who comes out on top in that mess is anybody's guess.”

Dylan set the report down.

“I've looked into Rachel's record. She's racked up a decent number of merits on a variety of cases, climbed the ranks fast. Since

Bernard plucked her from the orphanage, she’s been groomed with top-notch training. Her skills are on par with any of the guys in

the task force. She’s gonna be tough to deal with and she sure as hell won't let anyone get near that transport vehicle lan would

be in.”

possible to storm in now and check up

in a hoarse voice, “Bernard choosing this location, you

are inside? They're the nation’s protected talents, families of VIPs. Without

can just barge in there. Number 8's only got a two-person team. If they make a move, the local military

a heartbeat. No matter how tough they are, they can’t outgun a hail of

fell silent

orchestrating everything to perfection. Now he could

just waiting for the experiment to

Dylan, if Bernard's looking to resurrect two people, one being

one but Bernard

composed, everything already neatly tied up. Nobody had a clue who his second

be Queena? But Queena’s ashes had been found, and since Rachel

definitely Queena’s.

was all too weird; this particular

scomfort, “Maja, although Number 8 can’t make any big moves over there,

off something subtle. They might not be able to extract lan, but they can keep an eye on who

just Sarah and another staff member in there. Sarah occasionally steps out,

about it, is there anything that might trigger a

the experiment. If she was

could wane over