My jaw tightens.
“I know.”
“Then trust me.”
That hits.
Hard.
Because this isn’t just about the plan.
It’s about her.
About us.
I study her.
Really look.
At the strength.
The fire.
The woman who didn’t break.
And yeah…
I trust her.
Doesn’t mean I like it.
“Fine,” I say.
“But we do this my way.”
“Your way,” she agrees.
Blaze lays it out fast.
“Tessa goes back to the shop. Normal routine. Lights on. Doors open.”
“She won’t be alone,” I cut in.
“No,” Blaze says. “We’ll be set up inside, outside, across the street.”
“Eyes everywhere,” Trigger adds.
“Exit routes covered,” Beast finishes.
“And me?” I ask.
Blaze meets my gaze.
“You’re with her. Not visible.”
Exactly where I want to be.
The shop feelsdifferent this time.