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the I-Ops finding out a teammate that had been presumed dead and even buried was neither. James couldn’t imagine what the men were going through. He suspected they’d pull away and become harder to contact as time wore on. They just had too much on their plates.
    “Have you made any headway on the samples I sent from Seattle?” asked Green.
    “I’m retesting what you sent. I’m picking up trace amounts of just about every type of supernatural known to us,” he said, still unable to believe the readouts.
    “Yeah,” Green said, sighing. “We are too.”  
    “This is bad.”  
    Green nodded. “Really bad.”  
    No more words needed said on it. They all knew shit was about to hit the fan and they could only hope it was contained to Seattle. “Your team all back from out there?”
    “Yes. Colonel came back with a wife,” said Green with a wide grin.
    James had to force himself to smile was well. That was what would be expected of him. He didn’t feel the same emotions he once did. He felt dead inside. Like a man going through the motions with no real rhyme or reason. “Found his mate?”
    “More like finally manned up and claimed the woman he already knew was his mate. Word around here is that you know her,” returned Green. He stepped to the side and a woman James hadn’t seen in nearly a year appeared in the view. Her long, red, curly hair was down and pretty much going in all directions. It suited her. Always had. She was quite the wild woman.
    As he processed why she of all people would be in I-Ops headquarters, he snorted. “Jinx, you’re Colonel Brooks’s mate?”  
    “Yes,” she said, returning his expression before hers saddened almost instantly. “Oh, Jimmy, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were missing all those months. I thought you’d done what you always do—gone silent and underground for long bursts. Had I known, I’d have called for help.”
    He flinched, not wanting to dwell on his time being held captive by the Corporation or the tortures he’d endured. “I’m good.”  
    Jinx didn’t look convinced. Probably because he was far from good. His body hadn’t healed the damages done to him, and while it had only been just shy of two weeks since he’d been freed and resumed his position with PSI, he should have been back to normal. He’d gotten transfusions from his fellow PSI operatives, and those should have kick-started his own body’s ability to heal. As a natural-born shifter male, he could take a lot of damage and his body could repair itself normally within a day or two. A week at most. He was far from fine. The cane at his side reminded him of that.  
    “Can I do anything at all to help?” Jinx asked, concern lacing her every word.  
    They’d been friends a long time. He was happy she’d found a mate, but slightly envious as well. It was hard not to be at his age. He’d been alive a long time and doubted he had someone special out there, destined for him.
    No.
    He’d burned up his goodwill with karma years ago.
    “I’m fine, really, Jinx. Congratulations on your mating,” he said, his hands moving to the countertop to support his weight. He didn’t want to have to sit on the stool near him and show his weakness to others. “I’m dying to know what Brooks is going to do about you and that club of yours. Somehow, I’m doubting he’s going to let you keep running it.”
    Jinx blew out an annoyed breath. “That jerk is telling me I can’t go back and run my own place. I think he wants me barefoot and pregnant here with him.”  
    James laughed softly. “I’m guessing he just wants you safe and close to him.”
    “If you say so,” she said, partially under her breath. “He’s an alpha douchebag.”
    “Ah, but he’s your alpha douchebag,” James reminded her.
    “Dammit,” she said with a smile.
    Green guffawed behind her. “Colonel has made other arrangements for Jinx’s club. It will remain open but it’s being guarded by a whole lot of men