“You’re not helping the situation any,” Sean muttered under his breath as they followed Katie out of the building. He was a little amused at how everyone scrambled to get out of her way, and he didn’t think that was because she was employing her telepathy. She was just that intimidating.
“Not care,” Alexei retorted.
Alexei’s stubbornness was legendary in the team, and Sean knew a losing battle when faced with one. He stayed quiet on their walk out of the station, unsurprised to see two SUVs parked curbside, engines running hot. The windows were blacked out, so he could only guess who waited for them inside. When Sean opened the door, he saw Kyle wave at him from the middle bench, a handgun held in his right hand.
“Get in,” Kyle ordered, staring over their shoulders at the officers milling around the front entrance.
“No shooting anyone,” Sean said.
“Ha. You’re funny. Be glad Jamie barred me from going inside with Katie.”
Jamie looked over his shoulder from his spot in the driver’s seat. “Ignore him. How are you two holding up?”
Alexei followed Sean into the rear back seat. “Fine,” he grunted.
Sean immediately put his hand on Alexei’s thigh, glad for the grounding connection after spending the last couple of hours with his hands cuffed. Alexei put his hand over Sean’s and tangled their fingers together before buckling up.
Katie climbed into the front passenger seat and closed her door. “We’re clear.”
“The CIA probably has a surveillance team monitoring us,” Sean warned.
“Katie told me,” Jamie said as he pulled into the street. “I sent Madison to deal with them.”
“Sadly, it wasn’t a permanent fix,” Kyle said as he slung an arm over his seat back and twisted around. “She stuck a mini-EMP on their car and activated it once she cleared the area. Computer died and they aren’t coming after us.”
Sean knew Kyle had someunresolvedhatred for the CIA that would probably remain unresolved for a long time. Neither Kyle nor Alexei had a favorable opinion of Sean’s old agency, and he didn’t blame them for it.
“How’d you get us out?” Sean asked.
Jamie glanced at him in the rearview mirror. “One of the Joint Chiefs put in a call for us. I hear he was very annoyed with the Metropolitan chief of police.”
Sean didn’t really care what excuse they used. He was just glad they were out of that place. “And the subpoena?”
“All four of us have been served,” Katie said. “We’re scheduled to appear before Congress in a couple of days. It’ll be a closed session.”
“They aren’t serving the rest of the team?”
“None of the rest of us are listed on the incorporation documents,” Kyle said, sounding annoyed. “I was arm candy and the others were bodyguards during that mission. Apparently, we aren’t important enough to be summoned by Congress.”
“Trade you,” Alexei said.
“I wish, but the director said anyone not subpoenaed isn’t allowed to go.”
Kyle sounded angry about that order, which meant the others probably were as well. But with the amount of media that would probably be present to document the hearing before the doors closed, they couldn’t risk their identities any more than they already had.
Sean wouldn’t put it past Kyle to find a way into the hearing.
In fact, he would bet on it.
“Katie told me you had a visitor, Sean. Who exactly was she?” Jamie asked.
“Old case officer,” Sean said, grimacing.
Alexei turned his head to stare at him. “What?”
“Her name is Helena Voakes. I reported directly to her when I was with the CIA, but all orders she received came down the pipeline from Bennett. I don’t know how deep she’s in with him.”
“Let’s go with she’s in deep and work our way from there,” Jamie said.
