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"We let them come to us." A dangerous smile crosses Ryder's face. "Set a trap of our own and make them think they've cornered the Moonfire Luna when really, they're walking into a killing field."

"That's suicide." Phoenix shakes his head. "We don't have the weapons, the numbers, or the intel to take on trained Council operatives."

"Then we get them." Luna's already pulling up files on her tablet. "Intel first. Doc, I need you to reach out to your contacts. Find out where Council ...