Force leaned against the table, lines cutting into the sides of his mouth. “I don’t have transport in, Wolfe. My connections don’t include military helicopters.”

“Mine do.” Wolfe had already made the call. “It’ll be a HAHO jump. I still have some good contacts in the military, and we’ll bill it as a training exercise.” After this, he was definitely out of favors.

“You’re not going alone,” Angus said.

Wolfe’s chest hurt. “My team is dead, Force. I can’t ask anybody currently with the military to break code and do it, and I’m not close enough to anybody discharged to ask. It’s just me, and that’s okay.”

“Jethro is going with you,” Force said, widening his stance as if expecting a fight.

Wolfe frowned. “I don’t know that guy well enough to work with him on this kind of op.”

“I do,” Force said. “Jethro was MI6 and knows how to jump.”

“He’s a professor now, so jumping isn’t in his plan. Why he left MI6, I don’t care. But he’s out, and from what I’ve seen, he wants to stay out.” Wolfe wasn’t putting his life in the hands of a guy he didn’t trust.

Force limped around the table and switched off the light, heading into the main hub area. “He has no problem blowing up a drug facility, so long as you make sure civilians are nowhere around.”

“You already talked to him,” Wolfe drawled.

“Yep, and he has a contact that can help extract you two if you don’t get killed.” Force whistled for the dog, who came running from Nari’s office, a pink high heel in his mouth. “Damn it.” Force yanked the shoe free and turned it over to reveal bite marks. “How did you get this?”

Roscoe sat and panted happily.

Wolfe paused. “What the hell is Roscoe still doing here? I told Dana to take him with her.”

“Guess she’s not the obedient type,” Force returned.

Oh, that was going to change. Wolfe scooped Kat up from the top of his desk. “It’s too hot to wear a jacket, buddy, so there’s no pocket for you to ride in.” He set the kitten on his shoulder.

His older burner phone buzzed from his back. He stiffened and pulled it out, giving a nod to Force.

Force’s eyes lit with interest.

Wolfe set the phone on his desk and pressed the speaker button. “Gary. I thought we were done.”

Silence crackled for a couple of moments. “As did I, my friend. Imagine my surprise at seeing you show up at Mr. Frank Spanek’s residence.”