Mandy couldn’t help smiling, so often had her father said something similar. She glanced at Adam, and he, too, was smiling wryly. “Talk about keeping a low profile,” he said.

“We can work best when the world doesn’t know who we are.”

“And you have no urge for glory,” Mandy said, letting all the respect she felt into her voice.

“Not a whit,” Quinn said cheerfully. He looked at Adam. “I’ll take Cutter, openly, but I’ll send him back to you the back way.”

She looked at the dog, then back to Quinn. “He’ll do that?”

“And if anyone’s watching they’ll never see him. He can move like a wolf when he needs to, and he understands the word stealth.” Quinn looked at Adam then. “My guess is it will take whoever a bit to regroup, so you’re probably good until at least tonight. But we’ll be in place before then.”

Adam only nodded. But Mandy frowned. “But won’t they think I’m still under guard if Adam’s here?”

She felt Adam stiffen slightly beside her, but before she could say any more Quinn just grinned at Adam.

“You just keep looking at her with that love-struck expression, and everyone will make their own assumptions,” he said.

Adam lowered his gaze suddenly, but he didn’t deny it. And that made her feel...well, she wasn’t sure what the name for it was, since she’d never been here before.

With a great show of packing up—which consisted mainly of rearranging stuff in the back of his SUV since he’d never really unpacked—and loading up Cutter, who didn’t appear happy at all about the situation, Quinn left to help Liam. Likely, Adam said, to get night vision gear to go with the rifles they’d be switching to.

“They are certainly equipped,” she said.

Adam nodded. “We may not have their sniper, but I’m guessing those two are pretty good.”

Mandy blinked. “Sniper? They have a sniper?”

“I’m guessing it’s the missing Rafe.”

“The one Hayley said was after a mole?”

He nodded. Mandy looked in the direction Quinn had gone. “Wow.”

“Exactly.”

She turned back to look at him. He was watching her, intently, as if memorizing her.

“I’ve been thinking,” she said.

She saw the flicker of humor she’d hoped for flash in his eyes. “Uh-oh.”

She smiled, wide enough to confirm he was allowed her father’s response. Right now, she’d allow this man just about anything.

“We should probably work on that image we’re presenting,” she said, her smile teasing now.

“Oh?”

“Yes,” she said, and leaned in to kiss him.