"What the fuck?" Keane grumbled, his thick red brows pulled together in a frown. He stood next to a monitor with his hands braced on his hips, watching the hacker scale the outside of the building with a makeshift backpack slung over her shoulders. "She didn't even try the door. Look at her, that woman is not built for climbing."

Ivan stood frozen, watching the same set of monitors as his men. To anyone else, his icy exterior would appear normal, as though he were ...