With a hard shove away from the desk, she jolted to her feet and was already moving.
The war room was empty. She stood in the doorway and looked at the dead screens and the vacant chairs. A cold blast moved through her chest.
Of course she knew the team was gone. But she’d been hoping Dante remained behind to feed them information as he did sometimes.
She turned and ran.
She found Elin in the small study, her headset around her neck. She looked up when Ellory burst into the room.
“Is there any way to reach them?” she demanded. “The team. Any channel?”
“They’re dark, Ellory. What’s going on? What happened?”
“I found something. They’re going to the wrong house.”
“Oh god.” Elin’s already pale face drained of color. “What did you find?”
“A dormant account with no activity until three days after Daniel Sheen’s mother died.”
Elin gripped the edge of the desk. “This is huge, Ellory.”
“I know. We need to contact Con. I-I think I found Cipher’s hub”
And her brother could be there too.
Elin’s silence lasted two seconds. Three. Then she shook her head. “They’re out of contact. We can’t reach them. There’s nothing to do but wait.”
She couldn’t let Elin stop her, but she was already turning.
“Ellory—”
She waved a hand to indicate she heard and understood, but she was already forming a plan.
Rushing into the equipment room, she drew up short, unsure what had brought her here. Gear and devices scattered across the long table, everything left behind by the team. She moved along the table fast, eyes working over everything.
Whatever she took with her, Cipher would find. He would pat her down. Anything in her pockets, her clothes, her shoes—he would strip off her, leaving no way to track her.
Unless…
Her gaze landed on a tracker, small and flat, barely the size of her thumbnail.
She picked it up.
And swallowed it.
She didn’t pause to think twice. Her mind was made up. She was going to that house in Pennsylvania.
In two minutes, she was seated behind the wheel of one of the vehicles on the base, and a push of a button had the gates opening for her. No one was in her ear to stop her from accelerating onto the road.
If she was right about the house being Cipher’s mainframe, there would be computer systems. If she could cut off his money—remove his last asset—then the team would be able to take him down.
The drive was only ninety minutes. Long enough for those second thoughts to catch up.
She was alone with no backup.
She needed Elin.
And before she walked into danger, she needed to tell Angelo that she knew what his message meant.
