Page 270 of Rangers Mountain Rescue

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“You’re missing something,” he mutters.

“Yeah,” I say quietly. “I know.”

The agent’s gaze sharpens.

“What?”

I don’t answer right away.

Because I’m still working it through.

Still lining it up.

Tank.

The mission.

The target.

The timeline.

The way everything went sideways.

Then—

It hits.

Hard.

I straighten slightly.

Eyes narrowing.

“Tank didn’t lose it,” I say.

The agent goes still.

“What?”

“The intel,” I clarify. “He didn’t lose it.”

A beat.

Then—

“We never said he did,” the agent replies.

“No,” I say. “You didn’t.”

I turn fully now.

Face him.

“But you also don’t have it.”

Silence.

Sharp.

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