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people who desperately needed help. She had seen the extreme violence the cartel was capable of. They would kil the hostages no matter what el presidente did. The GhostWalkers were their only hope.
    She was already in dark clothing, and with her ability to camouflage her appearance, she knew she could aid the GhostWalker team should they need it. Her telepathy wasn’t particularly strong, but Kane’s was, and she tapped into the flow, knowing how to do so from when they were together working against Whitney.
    She closed her eyes, al owing her mind to expand, to reach out for the flow of energy, into the current Kane generated with his team.
    Working my way into position, Mack, Kane reported.
    Let’s get this done. Mack was al business, and the familiar voice settled the tight knots in Kane’s gut. There was no way to go into a mission with his brain divided. He had to push Rose out of his mind and concentrate on getting the hostages out as quietly as possible. They expected to leave dead enemies behind, but they wanted to be quiet about it. This was a take-no-prisoners mission and needed complete silence. Moving now.
    Mack was a blur, no more than a shadow as he went up the side of the building, retrieving the tiny star stairs as he went up, gaining the roof. In position, he reported.
    Kane and Javier managed to gain the sidewalk just outside the two-story apartment building. It was their responsibility to ensure Mack and Ethan had a clear path through the building to the desert. Gideon would protect them from the roof and then make his way along the rooftops to the edge of the desert.
    Kane waited, counting his heartbeats while loud voices boomed through the entryway to the apartments and then slowly—too slowly—faded. He bounced pressure waves through the wal s. The entryway was empty, but there was a man two stairs up, just leaning against the wal .
    On the right, he told Javier.
    Javier was smal er, a lean kil ing machine, and his shadow would be less noticeable. The sentry would feel the draft and look up, but he’d be too late.
    Kane, knife in one hand, ready for the throw, opened the door with the other. Javier somersaulted in, coming to his feet just a scant distance from the stairs, his knife hurtling through the air to bury the blade in the sentry’s throat.
    Kane slipped into the foyer, right behind Javier, al owing the sentry to catch a brief glimpse of him, just enough to distract him from the real threat. As Javier threw the knife, a second guard emerged from a room just to their left. Kane was on him, one hand muffling sound as the other delivered the kil ing blow with the blade. He shoved the body back in the room, and Javier added the second one. Neither bothered to do anything about the blood spatter.
    There was old blood on the floors and wal s, some very recent, as if the apartments were used to violence.
    We’re in, it’s a go, Kane said as he and Javier started up the stairs, taking care to feel each individual step for sound before they placed their feet.
    Mack signaled Ethan, and Ethan slipped over the side of the building, making his way to the window, leaving behind the stars for Mack to use. There were no ropes, and no one would ever think they could climb up or down the two-story structure.
    Guard on the balcony, Mack, Ethan cautioned suddenly. I can smell his cigarette smoke.
    Rose stepped out of her apartment to get a better look. She could see the guard on the balcony clearly; he was smoking a cigarette and staring down at the street. It took her a long time, even with her night vision, to spot the man clinging like a spider to the side of the building. Her heart leapt.
    He’s directly in line with you. All he has to do is look up once he turns.
    There was a moment of silence as each member of the team realized Rose had tapped into their communication through Kane.
    Talk to us, Mack made the decision, trusting Kane’s judgment that she was on their side.
    Ethan moved with infinite