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.”

it's possible to

after a long pause, he spoke in a hoarse voice, “Bernard choosing this

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

team. If they make a move, the local military force

No matter how tough they

fell silent

for years, orchestrating everything to perfection. Now he could step

waiting for

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

one but Bernard himself

already neatly tied

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

definitely Queena’s.

weird; this particular

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

but they can keep an eye on who enters the house. Right

Sarah and another staff member in there. Sarah occasionally steps out, and that’s our opportunity.

is there anything that might trigger

the experiment. If she was under skind of drug-induced control,

could wane