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Willa finally spoke.

“Doctrine doesn’t know these mountains.”

Half the room turned.

Kincaid’s expression barely changed, but his jaw tightened. He was a thick-necked man in his forties, compact and powerful, the type who seemed born already suspicious. “With respect, ma’am, a sniper in the timber at zero-two hundred isn’t a wounded elk.”

“No,” Willa said. “He’s easier.”