Prologue

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What the fuck do you mean she doesn’t remember who she is?” My grip tightens over the phone. Rarely do I get triggered by anything, but this wasn’t part of my plan. This wasn’t even in the backup plan.

“That’s all I heard, sir… Do you need anything else?”

I’m quiet for a few moments. “No. Thanks for the update, Jayce.” I hang up, making sure to delete Jayce’s burner number call in case someone gets ahold of my phone.

My fingers tap irately on the metal bench beneath me.

I let my eyes trace over my squad as they perform their morning exercises.

It’s been a while since we’ve been on a mission.

I’ve been busy with other matters as well, so it’s essential I’m here for a few weeks at least. Otherwise I’d assess Emery’s condition myself.

A muscle feathers in my jaw as I sort out how to make this work.

What a fucking mess. I groan and drag my hand down my face.

Though, I suppose worse things could’ve happened. I could’ve lost her completely, which would unravel everything entirely. At least memory has a chance of returning.

I ponder it, leaning back and taking a deep breath.

The wave of anxiety releases and fades. Yeah, this can work.

She has Mori, and as much as I didn’t want to risk him killing her, I knew he’d fall for her.

He’ll spark her memory one way or another.

Their chemistry is tangible; they won’t be able to keep their hands off each other.

Tsk. Of course, the one that kills all his partners ended up ruining everything. He couldn’t have been sent to his month-long punishment at a worse time, lining up to when Emery was brought into the Dark Forces.

Hurdle after goddamn hurdle. I grit my teeth.

It’s fine. I’m a patient man.

Anything to get me closer to getting my hands on one of Nolan’s godforsaken pills. The general keeps them locked down pretty tight, and anytime Mori tosses his bottle away, it’s empty.

I’ll just have to rearrange a few things; perhaps I can talk Nolan into giving Emery the medication directly. Sweet, trusting Emery. There are parts of me that truly do feel saddened for her.

I really do care, but everything has a cost.

I’ve never not been willing to pay.

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