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Andreev isn’t going to go down without a big fight. What kind of weapons did you bring?” Anna asked.
    “I got everything I thought we could use, and I upgraded our body armor. Andreev will have cutting-edge technology. I want to know what he’s selling so we have an idea of what he’ll have. I know he has armor-piercing bullets. Can you find out what else?” Justine asked. Justine always made sure they had enough weapons and ammo on a mission.
    Though they all carried their own handguns and spare clips, there was always a need for more weapons. Justine also made sure they had the tiny two-way radios they used to communicate with each other when their BlackBerry smartphones weren’t usable.
    “Justine, do you know if they’re using the same communications tools we are?” Charity asked.
    “I think so. I talked to Lazarus, and we did a quick test. I think integrating our teams’ communications will be easy to do. I’m not sure how well either of us is going to be able to work with each other, however. They’re pretty much used to just working with men. And I know none of us are that keen on dealing with so much testosterone.”
    Anna had to laugh at the way Justine had said that. It was true, though. The three of them worked well together because they were all similar deep inside. They didn’t trust easily, they never gave up, and they all knew they were the very best at what they did.
    “We’ll figure it out as we go along. I think it will be better to divide up mission objectives so we each work separately,” Anna said.
    “That won’t work,” Jack said, coming up behind her.
    Anna noticed he had three of his men with him. He fourth was still at the rear of the plane on his mobile.
    “It was just a thought. Hello, boys, I’m Anna Sterling,” she said, introducing herself to the men.
    “This is Hamm MacIntyre, J.P. Fields, and Harry Donovan,” Jack said. “Over in the corner on the cell phone is Kirk Mann, and the man talking to the pilot is Tommy Lazarus.”
    “Nice to meet you all,” Anna said.
    They all nodded. “I think we’re ready to get in the air. We can discuss the op in the plane.”
    “I agree,” Charity said.
    Anna listened to the conversation with half an ear while she typed in the names of Jack’s team members. She sent a message to Sam from her BlackBerry and asked him to confirm the spellings.
    Sam confirmed it and sent her a file with the information he’d used to make the decision to hire the Savage Seven. But Jack had introduced only six men, she thought.
    “Who’s the seventh in your group?” she asked when the conversation around her ebbed. All the men stopped and looked at her. It was unnerving to have that much attention trained at her at one moment.
    Jack finally said, “Armand Mitterand. He was killed a little over a year ago.”
    “I’m sorry you lost one of your team,” Anna said. “Why haven’t you changed your name or replaced him?”
    “Because he’s irreplaceable,” J.P. said. “He was one of a kind. And we kept the name to honor him.”
    Anna nodded. She realized these men were all a bit like Jack. Rough around the edges and loyal, it seemed, at least to each other.
    What that meant for this mission and them working together, she wasn’t sure, but she added Armand’s name to her list. By the time they landed in Europe for refueling, she’d have answers to most of her questions.
    She only wished she could as easily figure out the new feelings she had for Jack Savage. But men were something she’d never understood. And men like Jack…well, she freely admitted she’d never really met a man like Jack before.
    Maybe that was why he was throwing her for a loop. She had no way of knowing who he really was or, for that matter, what she wanted from him.
    Lust was easy and not really worth this much angst, but she knew she wanted more from Jack than his body. She wanted…Oh, damn, she wanted him to be the man she kept getting glimpses of.
    The man who