Page 34 of Imperial Stout


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“No, I’m lucky the Navy taught me how to roll.”Yanking the IV out of his arm, he tossed it aside and moved to swing his feet off the bed.Cool air hit his back, and he belatedly realized he was wearing a hospital gown.He’d have to wait for some privacy unless he wanted to show his ass, and his ink, to everyone.Which he did not.He straightened against the pillows instead.

“Do we have a location on Becca and Abby?”he asked.

“Yes,” Cam said, finally delivering some good news.“A condo in SoMa.Percy planted the card on the guard just before he took Percy out.”Not perfect, but as long as the guard stayed with Becca and didn’t find or otherwise toss the card, they could track them.

But Nic guessed everyone’s presence here meant they weren’t going directly after Becca again.“What’s our next move?”

“We are going to change the game plan, but we’re going to do it right,” Cam said, eyes cutting to Bowers and back.“Becca’s going to lead us to the person in charge.”

“How do you know she’s not?”

“We cracked the money trail,” Jamie answered behind him.

Nic rotated, wincing.“To?”

“Not a person yet,” Lauren replied.“But a place.Serbia.And it’s the same place the deposits to Scott originated from.”

Nic’s mind whirred, fighting through the painkillers to make the pieces of his case fit.“So one, someone didn’t trust Scott to get the job done.”

“Or hired Becca to eliminate him,” Aidan speculated, “once the job was done.”

“Has to be considered,” Nic said with a nod.“And two, someone in Serbia is trying to steal the Serbian artifacts.”

“My guess,” Cam said, “before the exhibit opens.”

“Close the exhibit,” Nic replied.

“Tried that,” Aidan said, then proceeded to lawyer back at him, counting off the issues.“One, it’s a fundraiser.Two, Kristic still wants to do it as a tribute to his late wife.”

“We need someone inside,” Cam said.“And if we’re gonna do an insertion, we have to do it right this time, like you said.One of ours, not another Percy.”

Nic agreed.“I’d go?—”

Two sharpNos, a strange Boston-Irish mix in one stern word.

“But they know me,” Nic finished his sentence.

Aidan raised a hand in apology.“And there’s no way Becca will believe you’ve flipped.”

“We need a B&E guy who is already ours, who we trust.One of your agents?Or an asset?”

“Danny’s had enough excitement for one year,” Jamie chimed in.

“Mel will have my ass if I risk his on this,” Aidan agreed.

Cam’s suggestion was the last thing Nic expected.“I’ll go.”

Nic’s first instinct was to argue but he bit back hisnoat the last second, not wanting to second-guess him in front of Aidan or Bowers.And besides, Jamie, blasting out from behind the tray table, was objecting loudly enough for the both of them.“No way, Cameron.”

“It’s fine, Whiskey,” Cam tried to soothe.

“Talents I don’t know about, Boston?”Nic asked.

Dark eyes shot to his.“There’s a lot you don’t know about.”

If Cam had the skills, he was certainly qualified, and there was no one Nic would trust more as their inside man.No one he’d trust more to rescue Abby, capture Becca, and help close this case.

Before Nic could say so, Jamie grabbed Cam by the arm and tugged him out of the room.Aidan broke the astonished silence that had settled in their wake.“Has Becca or any of her new crew seen him?”