Mia Mercer was hired by Allied Response Command to catch the patterns its hunters keep missing, not to live among six armed operatives who go by animal callsigns.
Close quarters are already a problem, and Wolf, the masked team leader, seems personally offended that she is there at all.
ARC has spent years chasing Cerberus, a trafficking network that vanishes just before every strike, and at the center of that failure is Kade, an operative no one has been able to name or catch.
Mia sees what the others do not: Cerberus is not reacting to ARC, but moving before the unit even knows where to look, and that discovery pulls her into the hunt while putting her at odds with Wolf, who wants her kept safely behind a screen.
As the team finally gains ground on a man who has always stayed one step ahead, one bad decision can wreck the operation, and trust proves harder to earn than access to classified intelligence.
Wolf still treats her like a liability, Mia still thinks he is an asshole, and neither of them is any good at keeping their distance while Kade waits somewhere ahead.
