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"Six years"

"What were you before?"

"Recces"

"South African Special Forces," Rogan said

No wonder he was strong-willed He wasn’t that young either, which meant he must’ve done at least a few years in the military and then survived six years as a mercenary

"Where is Scorpion headquartered?"

"In Johannesburg"

South Africa He was a long way fro is Scorpion?"

"It has four tactical teams, sixteen to twenty members each"

"How many teams are involved in this mission?"

"One"

"Were you hired specifically for this mission?"

"Yes"

"Who hired you?"

"I don’t know"

"Who would know?"

"My team leader"

"What is his na the dead?"

"Yes"

Of course It couldn’t be that easy, could it? "Point to him, Mr Mulaudzi"

He pointed to one of the corpses

"What was the objective of this ets: Nevada Baylor, Cornelius Harrison, Penelope Baylor, Frida Afram, and Bernard Baylor within twenty-four hours of arrival"

I’d never been number one on anyone’s hit list before "What about the minors present in the house?"

"Their lives were left to our discretion We weren’t paid to kill the the children?"

"I don’t know"

The question had been too general "Did you personally plan to kill the children?"

"Nevada," Rogan said softly

I raisedhim off This was important to me

"Not unless they presented a threat"

"Do you bear any personal anian "Before we go any further, he is a mercenary; he was hired to do a job and he failed He is now unaran’s eyes were dark "You don’t want me to kill him"

"No I would like you to send him back to Scorpion wrapped up like a Christmas present If their whole teaate I don’t want the back This way, they don’t have to wonder He’ll tell them that they came here armed and ready to kill, and we let only one of them live They’re mercenaries I want them to understand that it isn’t cost effective to continue this fight"

"Be careful," Rogan said "You’re thinking like a Prime"