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connection. Maybe our new teammate can help answer,” Jules said, his expression grim. “If Reynolds can help fill in some of the blanks, he might not be such a waste of space.” The look he shot Kisho made Kisho groan.
    “Okay, already. I'm in. I'll try to get the information you need so you can rip Delancey apart.” Their old commander, Captain William Delancey, had earned their trust, then betrayed them by throwing the team into the Circ project. The bastard had known the Circe serum wasn't stable, but he'd wanted only to further his political career and line his pockets with dirty money.
    Now the bastard worked with Colonel Ricardo Montaña, a wild card. The South American drug dealer had connections and the means to help Delancey avoid the team. Not only that, but Montaña and Delancey were in bed in some scheme to hurt Admiral London's newest project.
    Like Jules, Kisho was pissed they'd trusted the wrong man. Admiral London had stuck by them through the worst of it, and Kisho and the others intended to help him out however they could. Finding and killing Delancey, as well as Montaña, would be a step in the right direction.
    Kisho glanced at Jules. He had to force himself not to flinch at the feral smile Jules gave him.
    “From his neck to his goddamn cock. I'm going to rip Delancey open and make him watch as he bleeds to death.”
    “Bad time to visit?” Morgan's voice preceded him. He moved with surprisingly little noise for a man his size. So fluid, so graceful. Almost like a Circ.
    Kisho narrowed his eyes. Could Morgan be Circ? Olivia had come to them as a civilian, but somehow, they still weren't sure how, she had Circ genetics. If Morgan were Circ, that would certainly explain Kisho's intense attraction. How the man could move the way he did, and why thoughts of Morgan pleased his beast to no end.
    No one spoke.
    Morgan sighed. “I'll bite. What did I miss?”
    Tersch gave Kisho an expectant look.
    Fallon stared at him. “ Well? Use that charm that has anyone with breasts singing your praises. In your own way, you're as bad as Reynolds. Hell, Olivia wants me to neaten up our room and write her sonnets, to get in touch with my sensitive side. I figure you owe us poor slobs .”
    Kisho coughed, embarrassed at all the attention.
    Morgan didn't miss a trick and directed a frown at Fallon before turning back to Kisho.
    “What'd he say?”
    Kisho answered, “We were talking about Delancey. So what did you find out from your good friend at the bar?”
    “Well, I learned…”
    Kisho didn't catch more than three words before Morgan settled those green eyes on him.
    Just like that, a brief glimpse of the past—or was it a dream?—filled his mind like a forecasting vision.
    “Damn, what did they do to you?” Morgan growled as he leaned over Kisho lying on the scarred pavement of the Sunfield building's vacant lot. “Kitsu, you're going to die if you don't reach out. Come on, baby. Feel me.” Strong arms lifted him and carried him into the building.
    Kisho blacked out. He woke to straps holding him to a wobbly table.
    “So you won't fall off and hurt yourself more,” Morgan explained as he cinched down the ties. “Sorry, but this is going to hurt.” He leaned closer, the green of his gaze mesmerizing. And then the pain…
    “Delancey has eyes and ears all over the place. That's why you didn't catch Montaña in Bahia,” Morgan was saying.
    Jules growled, “We already knew that.”

    Morgan didn't take his gaze from Kisho. “But did you know Bill Delancey has a thing for redheads? From what I hear, he's been partying like he's about to deploy for a year. Bastard is playing fast and loose with a lot of cash, and he's attracted attention. Rumor has it a man who sounds an awful lot like Colonel Ricardo Montaña has been palling around with him. And Montaña has real specific tastes he likes to indulge in on the luxury yacht he's been sailing the last month. Before that, I couldn't tell you where they