She didn’t take her eyes off the dartboard. “Elevated position. West balcony. One observer. Possibly two.”
My pulse spiked.
“This was a controlled demonstration?” I asked.
Vance finally looked at me. “No, Sergeant. This was a live assessment.”
Thorn snapped out of his silence. “You brought intelligence ops into my bar?”
Maya turned slightly. “It stopped being your bar the moment you mistook noise for dominance.”
That hit him harder than any insult I’ve ever heard.
But the tension shifted again when the dartboard creaked.
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