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34.2

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“Have you lost your fuckin’ mind?” Mic screeched.

My focus suddenly shifted to the commandos who were guarding the command post outside Ramona's office in Falcone's command center. Even though I wasn't convinced base was the best location for me, I had asked the girls over for an urgent meeting; Mic and Antonette were both unavailable, and Ramona was at work.

Furthermore, I had just told Mic what I needed.

“Keep your voice down,” Ramona ordered and I looked back at Mic.

“I need you to do it,” I whispered.

“First, babe, that info is not easy to come by and second, I pulled off that miracle and told you and the Feds lost their key witness in three big cases, I’d not only get my ass fired, I’d probably get it tossed into a jail cell,” Mic replied.

Shit. I hadn’t thought of that. Why hadn’t I thought of that? Shit.

Mic providing the intel on Isabelle’s whereabouts was out.