“I don’t know,” Peyton snarked. “Is it?”
“Well, it won’t be, soon. We’ve had movement regarding the Segura cartel…”
Twenty minutes later, they’d finished the call and Gillian remained in Peyton’s chair while he paced the length of his office, trying to sort out his thoughts.
“Are we reading Dewi into this?” she asked.
“Not yet. Next week.”
“Why next week?”
“I want a more complete picture. I want to see what Badger digs up.”
She scowled. “I don’t see how Imani and Bebe are related to a drug cartel. Enlighten me.”
He turned. “I want to know if Badger can find out if Hamish is alive. Because whatever those people in Mexico have in mind, if they are somehow making contact with whoever’s helping Faegan Lewis, I want to know if there’s a connection to Hamish.”
She laced her fingers together, her hands resting on the swell of her baby bump as she leaned back in his chair. “Ken said he’ll have that computer payload ready to go this afternoon.”
“And we’re sure the guy Alvarez is using is loyal?”
She grimly smiled. “Raul Segura killed one of his cousins a couple of years ago. He told Alvarez it’s an honor to do this even if we weren’t paying him. He has access to the offices the cartel’s currently being run out of and has already cracked the Wi-Fi router password. Ken was right—they never reset the admin password.”
Peyton snorted. “How can something so simple be so damned important? And overlooked?”
She shrugged. “Works in our favor. He already did a test run. He’ll crash their connection, then offer to help them get up and running again. That’ll give him direct access to the computers. He’ll drop the payload into them, get the Wi-Fi back up and running, and we’re in. We’ll have passwords, e-mails—everything.”
“What about Miranda Abundio?”
“They infiltrated her condo and installed a keystroke logger program on her personal computer. It’s too risky trying to physically infiltrate the corporate offices. Their IT department isn’t as good as ours, but it’s good enough they’d notice something like a phishing attempt or a brute force attack. Alvarez has a guy tracking her movements and establishing a pattern. If they can’t access the system by skimming information from the keystroke logger, they have a backup plan. She takes her work laptop with her to lunch. They’re working on infiltrating the Wi-Fi networks at the places she frequents to see if they can get it that way.”
“How?”
“Fake login screen. While she’s using the Wi-Fi they’ll download the package into her work computer.”
“Okay. Keep me posted.”
She stood, gathered her laptop, and walked over to give him a kiss. “You still leaving Monday?”
“I have to. I want to sit down with Hyacinth Lewis and go over all those old photo albums and other information with her.”
“Can’t another Prime do that?”
“They can, but Trevor said he has an Enforcer candidate he wants me to evaluate. A woman. An Alpha.”
Gillian cocked her head. “Really? A woman?”
“Yeah.”
She snorted. “Dewi will probably hate her.”
“On sight. She’s not a wolf, though, so maybe it’ll work. If I put her through her paces and she’s fit, I’m bringing her over.”
Her eyes widened. “Uh, you’re assigning a new Enforcer to the States without asking Dewi first? She’s definitely not going to like that.”
“Until we know what the hell is going on, and the major players involved, we have to treat everything as a related threat. And we need another female Enforcer besides Dewi.”
Gillian scowled. “Peyton.”
