Something was amiss, there, but Dieter couldn’t be sure if Pierre Grimaldi had bribed Matthias to be a traitor or whether Matthias had just had a rough day.
Surely, the traitor was not Matthias.It made no sense.
But they could take no chances either with Matthias being a turncoat, and if he was, they couldn’t risk that he was the only traitor.
Dieter also told Blaise to stay the hell out of his phone.
He deleted the Tor browsers and VPNs off the hard drive and had Blaise do something remotely to make sure the memory was properly wiped clean.
Dieter stood.
Now to see if his toddlerdaughter had cornered his girlfriend in a closet.
Dieter’s hand stopped in midair as he reached for the doorknob. He paused to think about that.
His girlfriend.
Dieter shook his head. He was a grown man. He didn’t havegirlfriends.That sounded like a high school kid.
Yet he wanted her to besomething.
