Jolie POV

Wait. I stop halfway down the hallway, confusion flooding through me.

"What's wrong?" Ryder turns back, hand already on his weapon.

"We're..." I look around the compound, at tactical gear and weapons and maps planning the Montana raid. "We're not going to Montana right now."

"We're not?" He looks as confused as I feel.

Then memory crashes back properly, not the Montana raid. That's tomorrow night after we finish preparations. Right now—right now we're supposed to be at my father's ...