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been abducted, just as Cole had, and even while incarcerated, he’d done everything he could to help Cole escape. Raphael had spunk and then some.
    “He’s going in the middle of the semester?”
    McCall shrugged. “He’s going to get his apartment set up, find a job, and then start next fall.”
    Though Dylan agreed that Raphael shouldn’t put himself in danger again, having no easy way inside Reddington’s organization was problematic. It was going to take time and finesse. “When we do find a way to get in, I still want to be the one to go.”
    “When we find it, the job’s yours. For now, you’ll have your hands full with this new assignment.”
    McCall was right. Saving Jamie from herself might be the toughest assignment he’d ever been given. Staying away from her while being with her wouldn’t be easy, either.
    “Does Jamie know I’ll be her trainer?”
    “Yeah. She had an unusual reaction.”
    Yeah, he could only imagine. Diplomacy wasn’t a skill he’d ever acquired; every time he opened his mouth around her, he offended her in some way. Yesterday, he’d decided the best thing he could do was to just stay away from her completely. And now look what he was about to do.
    The meeting ended abruptly with Dylan getting up and going to the door. “I’ll wait for her to contact me. Maybe she’ll change her mind.”
    McCall’s expression had been one of doubt—for good reason. Jamie would be arriving very soon. And it was up to Dylan to not only train her to defend herself but to make her realize there was no way in hell she would ever be qualified to go undercover after Reddington.
    The crackling of gravel underneath heavy tires gave him his first warning. Training day had finally arrived.
    Jamie rounded yet another ice-slicked, jagged curve. She’d started out early this morning from the hotel, nervous but sure of her course and what lay ahead. And now, three hours later, with those jittery nerves on edge, she was questioning if she would even reach her destination alive. Learning to drive in Louisiana didn’t exactly prepare one for driving on mountainous snow-ridden death traps.
    She’d called Dylan when she’d gotten in last night, and in his usual blunt manner, he had given her the sketchiest of directions. She’d gotten the point: if you can’t find your way, how the hell do you expect to do this job? So she’d taken the directions, planned out her course, and felt confident. That is, until she’d hit that first patch of ice and slid to the edge of a mountainside. As Aunt Mavis would’ve said, that had taken the starch right out of her bloomers.
    Despite the near-death experience, she found the scenery almost overwhelming in its beauty. She’d lived in Nebraska until she was fifteen, and then Louisiana after that. She’d never imagined anything so awe-inspiringly vast or stunning. With the steering wheel twisting in her hands as she hit another patch of ice, she added “deadly” to the description.
    Silly, but she had thought explaining her plan to McKenna would be her toughest challenge. Having just saved her little sister from death or worse had definitely brought out McKenna’s protective instincts, but when Jamie had told her, her only response had been to ask how she could help.
    And when McKenna asked how she could help, she’d meant it. Her sister had told her that the self-defense part would be the easiest to learn. McKenna had shared some stories with Jamie that had not only shocked her but had put her even more in awe of her sister. And Lucas, bless him, had showed her a few lethal moves. Between the two of them offering their help and advice, she’d come away feeling more confident. Yes, she knew she had a long way to go before she was ready, but she was on her way. And she anticipated surprising the hell out of Dylan.
    Dylan . How could a man so damn good-looking be so damn infuriating? When he’d rescued her, he’d treated her with the utmost gentleness. His