Trevor smiled.“Quite.”
“Well, that settles it.I definitely want Gillian in Florida for the duration, even though she’ll chew me a new one when she sees me again.”
Trevor’s smile faded.“If you get to see her again,” he said.
Peyton blew out a long breath.“Yeah, there is that.I can’tnotlead the lab raid.I hate like hell we have to drag Jake back over here after what he endured, but we need his linguistic skills.We have so few people who speak fluent Russian.”
They needed someone as fluent in Russian as Jake to work with the Primes as they carefully set up their dominoes to neutralize the security personnel and lab staff ahead of the raid.
“Do you think Tamsin and Aisling will have a chance to be together before the raid?”Trevor asked.
“Maybe, if I can get them in the same house for at least a few days.”Peyton ran a hand through his hair.“As much as we really need Aisling there, I’d be willing to let her off.”
Trevor grimly smiled.“I would agree with you, but I suspect if you offer her that option she will refuse.She already feels too strongly about Faegan escaping us.”
“We are a pack full of self-sacrificing doofuses, you realize that, right?”Peyton snarked.“You sure you want to keep the Staffordshire Pack hitched to the Targhee Pack’s wagon?”
Trevor laughed, and it was the first genuine laugh Peyton had heard the man make.“Of all the decisions I’ve ever questioned in my life, not only is that one not on the list, it was never in my thoughts.”His smile faded.“You are correct that the future is rapidly changing, and if we do not band together, they will kill us off.The only way to do that is together.”
“Let’s just hope we all survive the lab raid to bring those plans to fruition,” Peyton said.
ChapterEight
Ken
Dewi had morework to do, but Ken didn’t feel like leaving the cabin, so he offered to stay there with Lyssa.He didn’t know where Donnel and Hyacinth were now, but he didn’t want to risk further contact with them.
He couldn’t promise he wouldn’t go after the man.He’d been Primed not to kill Donnel.
But the order didn’t say he couldn’t deck the guy again.And boy, did he have the urge to just go clobber him and beat the crap out of him.
That pulled him up short.
What the fuck is going on with me?He never used to be bloodthirsty, but he really did want to kill Donnel for what he did.
Ken didn’t have a lot of packing to do because they’d brought minimal clothes and used the cabin’s washer and dryer.
He did have work to catch up on still, so instead of packing, he set up his computer at the cabin’s table while Lyssa fell asleep on a blanket on the living room floor.He’d been analyzing the latest tranche of data from Abundio Segura’s corporation when he realized something—there was nothing new from Miranda Segura’s computers.Work or personal.
Did they find and remove my spyware?
That would be weird, though, because they would’ve likely found the stuff on the servers if they’d located it.
He reviewed the data and realized Miranda Segura hadn’t even logged into the system in days.
At all.
It was highly unlike her not to at least check her corporate email from her phone, but there was nothing to indicate her ID had been used.
He returned to the thumb drive Jake received from her and started scanning the data again.Outside of the documents she’d put on the thumb drive, the data in the spreadsheets just looked screwy, but there was no metadata for him to look at to trace where they came from.
But nearly all the files were copies of the false data someone had given her a few weeks back.So she hadn’t verified any of it.
And he knew this because he was still able to log into the cartel’s computers and compare the data.
He pulled up her contact info and, thinking this was probably a bad idea, got one of the burner phones and installed the secure anonymous app on it and tried calling her burner number.
There was no answer.It went to voicemail with a generic greeting, so he hung up and sent a test email to the one she’d listed in the documentation on the thumb drive she passed to Jake, stating that “they” had a question about some of the data.
