SENATOR JOE NEILSON PACED his hotel room. He hadn't let go of the drone photograph since it had passed into his possession.Jules was alive.For the last four, almost five, years his sister's status as a prisoner had fluctuated. At times someone might admit she was captured. Others, they didn't know who she was. Every now and then someone had heard about her through someone else.Despite Joe's efforts to push for her return he'd run up against a brick wall with the Secretary of State's office through two administrations. Everyone agreed that it was too risky to try and bring her home when she'd gotten herself into this mess.But it was perfectly acceptable to bomb the country and rattle swords?Joe stared out at the city of Seattle.He'd gone into politics because he didn't trust anyone else to do the job right. His platform was one of honesty to the point that he'd hurt his ratings more than a few times by speaking his truth. Ethics were important to him. Without a strong,
CARSON GLANCED UP AND down the street, but nothing stuck out to her as strange. Would she even know what constituted as strange?The front door whisked open without her ringing the doorbell of the condo."Who are you and what have you done with Carson?" Jessica stood on the tile floor still in her pajamas in all of her Monday morning glory."Are you seriously skipping work again?" Carson sighed and slid into the condo past her friend."I'm working from home now.""Are you working, or working?" Carson glanced over her shoulder at Jessica."Gah, mom. Ease up, will you?" Jessica gave her a playful shove up the stairs. "Coffee? Hungry? Where are you headed?""Actually, I decided I'm doing half days this week." Carson figured it would be easier to lie low if she wasn't at her expected client meetings or the office."To do what?""That's what I wanted to talk to you about." She swallowed down the mix of emotions. Ever since Ryan had led her into the bedroom last night, she'
RYAN KNOCKED ON HIS boss' door."You wanted to see me, Zain?" He'd almost made it to the elevator before the office manager called him back."Yes. Sit." Zain glanced up from his computer. His hair was longer and the stubble on his chin was more of a beard. "Today's Tuesday, right?""It has been all day, yeah. Working a little too much lately?" Ryan sank into the guest chair."Trying to get ahead so I can go on this vacation." Zain grimaced."Wow, has hell frozen over?""No." Zain's terse replies didn't invite further questioning.If anyone deserved a vacation, it was Zain. He'd developed the Seattle branch of the company and fostered the growth of the teams, but it came with a heavy price. Zain worked twice as hard as any of them and he was still a newlywed. His wife was sweet and terribly understanding, but everyone had their limits. Hell, Ryan wanted out of here so he could go home and maybe surprise Carson."I think I know what your answer will be, but I still need t
CARSON STARED AT THE number on her phone.That was Agent Walker.Was he calling to say this was over? She was free to go back to her life?She'd expected a sense of joy and relief, not sadness at the prospect of ending this charade."Hello?" She pressed the phone to her ear and gathered up her work things."Do you still have a digital copy of the summary you gave us?" Agent Walker asked."Uh, yes. It's at my apartment though." When she'd packed up to run she'd had a limited amount of time and a small list of essentials."We're going to need that.""Can't you just-I don't know-make copies?""We need the electronic file.""Then scan the hard copies and use a program to digitize the data.""This is a highly sensitive operation, Miss Adair. We can't put classified information into just any program.""What about typing it in?" She closed her eyes. There were a dozen different ways to take hard copies and make them digital, and yet Agent Walker wasn't interested in an
KAWA LAID HIS HAND against his chest. The pressure made it hard to breathe. Impossible to sleep. His stomach was in knots.If he didn't find the broker soon, it would be Kawa's neck on the line.He'd paid money he couldn't afford to an airport security officer who told him that Ben Grewing had entered the airport at seven last Saturday. He hadn't been seen since. There was no record of him on a flight, but Kawa knew first hand that didn't mean anything. He was traveling using Israeli passports after all.Kawa paced the hotel room. He'd moved their people to some seedy joint on the outskirts of town to save money, but they were drawing attention. They needed to move somewhere else.The Senator was on the hook. All they needed now was the money. Either Kawa would outright buy Jules Neilson or he'd pay mercenaries to go across the border and rescue her. But the money was tied up in some kind of federal investigation. Kawa had seen the men in blue coats with FBI emblazoned across t
BEN KEPT HIS HEAD down and strode toward the cell phone repair shop at the end of the strip mall.He had to find Carson Adair soon. She hadn't been to her office the whole week. He'd never caught her at her apartment though he thought he'd seen her car Tuesday. If he didn't get his hands on her to figure out what the FBI knew he was toast. Dead. Fucked.The Syrian rebels were looking for him hard.Then there was the Saudi prince who'd just gotten back from vacation and wanted an update. Before much longer he'd be after Ben's head.The Cubans already had a hit out on him and raised the money twice.Ben knew he was operating on limited time. Soon enough, someone would sell him out and then he'd be dead. There was no way to get the money back without Carson, and even then all he had was a prayer that it might work.He hadn't known that his backdoor hack only worked on personal accounts, not business ones. That was why he'd only been able to transfer his personal funds. But if
CARSON STAGGERED AWAY FROM where Alec held the line with Ryan. He'd always been gentle and playful with her. She'd forgotten that under the surface he was a dangerous man. And now she'd made him angry.Vito grabbed Ryan by the arm and hauled him off Alec. It didn't matter that he hadn't touched her. It was the way he looked at her."You don't want to go there, man," Alec said."I want to look in her eyes and hear her say it," Ryan snarled."You sure that's all you were going to do." Alec held his hands up."You think I'd-?" Ryan's mouth gaped open, and he finally looked away from Carson."You're pretty pissed off right now. Why don't you walk it off?"Ryan glanced at Carson. She felt that look more than any kind of physical touch. It went deeper, to her heart.She'd known this was coming, but she wasn't ready for it.Ryan turned toward the French doors leading into the sun room."Ryan? Ryan, can we talk, please?" Carson didn't know what she'd say to him, but anythin
BEN KEPT THE GUN pointed at Carson's stomach. He didn't want to accidentally kill her with one shot if she did something stupid, but he wanted her to feel the threat. To date he'd never had to actually shoot someone, but he was angry enough to pull the trigger. Especially with her."W-where are we going?" Carson asked."Your place.""You know I had no choice?" She glanced at him."You always have a choice," he sneered."I didn't. See, they were threatening my sister-""Shut up. I don't care.""My sister's parents were illegal immigrants from Ghana. My sister was born here, but the small hospital didn't do digital records. The county courthouse record room burned down, and so did her birth certificate-""Boohoo. I don't give a fuck. You screwed me. Whatever happens is karma.""Ben, please? There's got to be some way we can fix this? You and me?""You bet you're going to make this right. You're going to log in with your admin powers and unfreeze my client's money.""What?" She
Two months later. Ekko's Apartment, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.EKKO STARED AT THE table with the spread of food laid out.Was there enough? Did she need more? Would Coco and Paxton like it?She reached out and adjusted the tray of cheese so it was at more of an angle instead of perfectly aligned to everything else.It looked too neat."Stop." Silas took her hand and spun her toward him, capturing her against his chest with strong arms around her waist."It looks like I'm trying too hard." She smoothed her hands up and over his shoulders."Stop. It's just Paxton and Coco.""Your best friend and his fiancé, who I haven't met yet.""What?" Silas' face scrunched up. "You've talked to her dozens of times.""In the background of you and Paxton talking. That doesn't count." She pulled away from him and proceeded to turn dishes a little this way and that."You do realize Coco spends most days digging in elephant shit and stuff, right?""Silas." She scowled at him."What?" He gr
IT FELT LIKE THE weight Silas had been carrying around in his gut had now attached itself to his eyelids. He floated in darkness, no longer asleep but not yet awake. Someone had called this twilight once, though he couldn't recall who. Something wouldn't let him go back to sleep. There was something he needed to do. It was urgent.What the hell was it?That nagging question hounded him as he ever so slowly gathered his strength.He wasn't aware of time or how long it took to wrestle one eyelid open, but at long last he peered out of his darkness into...more darkness.Well that was just dandy. What the fuck?He blinked that one eye again, letting his vision adjust. He was in a room and there was a light on, it just didn't do much.Machines beeped and whirled around him.That was a sound he could never mistake and it told him the first piece of his puzzle. From there the others fell into place, one after another.He was still in the hospital.He'd been hurt.There was a fight.
EKKO CLUNG TO THE stretcher bearing Silas out to the parking lot.She hadn't realized how bad his injuries were. He was barely keeping his eyes open. Tears leaked out of her eyes as she kept pace with the two paramedics. Silas covered her hand with his as they came to a stop at the bumper of an ambulance.Paxton, Brett and Vito were sitting inside. They were worse for wear and grim, but seemed okay.All around them police were marching uninjured people they'd arrested to sit in a line next to a chain-link fence blocking the sidewalk. The night was lit up with swirling lights that made her head spin."Where's Chayan?" she asked. Her heart was tearing in two, aching for both men.A little distance away an ambulance took off, sirens blaring. She hoped it was the one with Pasley in it."Ma'am, I need to look at that wound," a paramedic said to her.She held tight to Silas' hand. "What about Chayan? Older man, little taller than me? Salt and pepper hair?"Silas had said he was fine.
IGNEY PACED IN A circle, looking down each hall in turn.Where were they? Had he miscalculated? Were they willing to lose the woman so long as they got the man?His orders were clear. Get both the man and the woman.The woman was a symbol. Too many young people had taken to the streets because they listened to others like her.The man though, he knew things.Killing the woman was personal. Chasing her had cast him in a bad light. But the man was more important in the grand scheme of things."Fuck," Igney muttered. He glanced at a pair of men striding for the doors. "You. Come here."The men never glanced at him. Because they didn't understand him?He whirled to face Alban. "Where are the others?""I don't know where Delem and Michil are." He grimaced. "I haven't heard from them since we split up to search the building."That wasn't good.Igney had heard a lot of gunfire. Was it possible the other men he'd brought with him were dead?If both Chayan and Pasley escaped, leavin
EKKO'S ONE OFFENSIVE ATTEMPT was an utter failure. Her head spun and she was going to be sick.This wasn't good.She felt like a ragdoll being drug around, first by Igney then another man she didn't recognize. He spoke Daurian though which could only mean one thing.He was London DSS.Her body chilled. Was that from fear or the blows to the head? She didn't know anymore."Come find me, Pasley, or your little bird dies," Igney cackled into the radio.She tasted bile.Pasley had called her little bird back in the park.Igney cackled like a bad movie villain. The man was enjoying this. He was getting off on torturing them all.What about Silas?Pasley was with him.If Pasley told Silas, if he knew, they would come for her. Silas was determined to bring them all home and to keep her safe. But if he did, if he came to her rescue, Igney would kill them. Igney needed her and Chayan. Which meant he couldn't kill her here and now. It was an empty threat. Wasn't it? Did she dare belie
SILAS PUSHED HIS GROUP hard as they traversed the second floor. The sun had fully set, plunging them into complete darkness where there weren't windows or other lights.This building was a damn maze, and every turn they needed was blocked by too many people to fight their way through.There had to be more than the fifteen or so they'd estimated. More like thirty.This wasn't good.What about Ekko? Where had the others gone to?He'd hoped getting down here meant they would find her and Paxton, but so far all they'd found were a few bodies. At least they knew Paxton and Brett were eliminating the other side. But no one had taken the ammo or guns. Why? When resources were this precious, why not take them?Could they have gotten free? Did he dare hope?Something thumped in the darkness. Like a heavy footfall.Silas cursed himself as he skidded to a stop. He didn't see anything, but his gut screamed at him. He pivoted and threw himself at Chayan, shoving the other man aside. Silas w
THE DARKNESS FELT AS if it were swallowing her.Ekko clung to the back of Paxton's shirt like he'd directed. She couldn't shake the sensation that there were hands out there reaching for her. That Igney or one of the others were biding their time and waiting for the chance to kill her.Where was Silas? What about Chayan and the others?They'd been separated before she realized what was going on.Behind them a burst of gunfire spurred her on, shattering the silence.She knew it was Brett. Was he trading gunfire with someone? Those shots all sounded the same to her. She hoped he was safe. He was only one man and they had no idea how many were behind them."Stay close." Paxton reached back and pressed her hand to his back.Her head pounded with each and every step. It hurt so bad, but she didn't want to say anything. Her pain was minimal compared to what could happen."Will you cut that out?" Paxton yelled behind them.He side stepped and sort of skipped through a narrow gap betw
SILAS GRIT HIS TEETH to keep from telling Paxton to hurry the fuck up. It wasn't like Paxton was slow. The knife on his belt tool was small and no doubt dulled after cutting through several sets of thick, plastic restraints.Sitting like this it felt as though there was a ten pound weight sitting on his guts. He didn't know what the knife had cut, but Silas knew from the woozy feeling and blood making his jeans sticky it wasn't good. He had to get the others out of here before his clock ran out."Which way did they bring you up?" Silas asked Brett instead of chafing at how long getting free was taking.Brett stood by the door, a discarded piece of wood held as a weapon. "We came in some doors, up a stair to our right then a long walk down here. You?""Different way." Silas grimaced. "Do we retrace our path, or avoid it? How many people were with you?"Brett grimaced. They'd been hooded when they arrived. "Hard to say.""Let's assume at least the three that came in here plus one o
EKKO STARED IN SHOCK, her head spinning as the men left the room again."S-Silas?" she whispered so softly she barely heard herself.He slumped sideways groaning.Had that man-that monster-just stabbed Silas?"Man, Silas, dude, talk to us." Paxton had scooted forward, his arms extended behind him, attention on Silas."I'm fine." Silas' voice was strained. "Brett, Vito, how are you two?""Alive," Brett groaned."Vito? Man?" Silas shook his head and sat up straighter."Fine."This was it.Ekko swallowed.They'd done everything and in the end, they were outplayed.The DSS would kill them. She wasn't sure why they hadn't already, but she didn't doubt that death was the final move. All of these people, they were going to die because she'd been arrogant. She'd thought she knew what she was doing, when in fact she hadn't a clue.A sob tore out of Ekko making her already aching head pound harder."Ekko?" Silas called out. "Ekko, listen to me, this is going to be okay. Pax?"A ch