A person close enough to move through the mansion without raising suspicion.
One I possibly trusted.
"The snake is in the inner circle, main staff, or guards."
"Yes." Reo's hand tightened around his phone. "But there's something else."
I waited, every muscle in my body going rigid.
"The signal patterns suggest even more coordination." His voice was clinical now, detached. The only way he could deliver this news. "I think there could be more than two. Maybe three, but possibly four working together."
Four.
Four people in my organization, feeding information to my father.
Four sets of eyes watching my every move.
Four voices trying to report back to the Fox.
Trying.
Not succeeding.
Because my hackers were intercepting everything.
Thank God the hackers’ existence was only known to Reo, Hiro, Nyomi, and me. Even better, their base was on a nearby secret island.
Reo sighed. "We have to find them all.”
I didn’t even recognize my own voice. "Show me the message."
Reo's thumb moved across his phone screen, and then he turned it toward me.
I looked.
Then the photo loaded, and my heart stopped.
Nyomi.
In the hallway outside her office. Guards flanked her. She was smiling at something, completely relaxed, completely unaware.
The angle was wrong.
Too low.
Too tight.
Shot from around a corner or perhaps through a barely opened door.
Someone was hiding.
Someone was watching.
Someone was hunting my Tiger.
My hands started to shake.
“The spy tried to send that picture to your father, but it doesn’t end there.” Reo swiped to the next photo.
