“No.”
“Good.”
He started away.
“Actually.”
Wolf stopped.
Raven tightly shut his eyes.
“If I don’t know how ARC actually works in the field, I’m going to keep reading half of these reports like somebody who only understands the paperwork.”
Wolf looked at me over his shoulder.
“You’re not going into the field.”
“I know. You’ve reminded me several times.”
“Then you don’t need to know.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
His body turned fully toward me.
“Careful.”
I stood from the chair.
“I spent all morning reconstructing decisions made by people whose jobs I barely understand. Hawk reports vehicles and you change an entire operation. Bear is apparently making explosions outside. Jackal walks in carrying an MP7, Viper has something else entirely, and I’m supposed to understand why all of you were positioned where you were from a paragraph that says ‘team established perimeter.’”
Wolf’s stare remained unreadable.
“Read the files.”
“I did.”
“Then read them again.”
“That’s your solution to everything.”
“It usually works.”
“For you.”
Wolf stepped close enough that I had to tilt my head slightly to keep looking at him.
“You’re here to find Kade. You’re not here to study my team.”
“If understanding your team helps me understand the operations, then it’s part of finding Kade.”
For several seconds neither of us spoke and the rest of the room had become suspiciously quiet. Wolf studied my face, then turned toward Raven.
“Just keep her out of the armory.”
I blinked. Wolf turned and walked toward the rear of the operations floor.
“Does that mean yes?” I called after him.