“I have nowhere to go.I just finished school and haven’t found a job yet.”
“What was your major?” asked Moose.
“I’m a doctor.I started and finished early,” she smiled with some pride.“I can’t believe this.What am I to do?No one is going to hire me now.”
“We will,” said Fitch.He grinned at Logan and nodded.“We need a doctor at our hospital where we live.We always need new doctors and nurses.”
“I don’t understand.You have a hospital where you live.In your neighborhood?” she asked.
“It’s a bit of a story but stay with us.We’ll send someone to empty your apartment if you’re willing to come with us.We can keep you safe from Fitzwilliam and hopefully you can find a place for yourself with us.”
“The man I spoke to in Afghanistan said once I had somewhere to bury my sister, they would send her remains to me.Can you help me with that?” she asked.
“We can do that,” said Sor.“Give me your address and you call the man in Afghanistan.Let him know someone will be calling to release her body to them.”
She nodded, taking the odd-looking phone from him.Looking up, she realized just how beautiful the man seated beside her really was.He was alarmingly large.Tall and broad, thick blonde hair and the bluest eyes she’d ever seen.She stared at the men for a moment.
“You’re all unrealistically, statistically large.Even for Americans.”
“We eat well,” smirked Moose.“I promise you’re safe with us.”
“I can vouch for that,” said General Moisson.
“Forgive me, sir, but I’ve had one American general lie to me this week, I’m reluctant to readily trust another.”The general laughed, nodding at her.
“Then it will be my mission to earn your trust, Blythe.”
CHAPTER SIX
“Harvesting organs?What the hell is he doing?” asked Pax.
“I’m going to bet I know who is with him,” sneered Moisson watching as Blythe spoke to the coroner on the phone across the room.“The ships’ doctor and one of the medics are missing.We thought they were kidnapped.I’ve had teams searching for them everywhere.”
“That might have been good to know sooner, General,” frowned Moose.
“You’re right, and I’m sorry.I wasn’t thinking clearly.Fitzwilliam and I used to be friends.Something changed in him and I don’t know what it is.Suddenly it’s all about money, buying homes and cars, boats.”
“Boats?Where is his boat docked?” asked Fitch.
“It was down at Chesapeake Boat Club.”Fitch stood with Sor and they walked out.“Where are they going?”
“Where the fuck do you think?” frowned Logan.“They’re going to see if his boat is there and if not, when did it leave and where did it go.How big is it?”
“Big.Not necessarily a yacht but probably a yacht by my standards.It’s got sleeping quarters below deck.”
“That’s big enough for him to take it to Cuba, Mexico, Jamaica, anywhere in the Caribbean,” said Moose.
“If they’re harvesting and selling organs of young girls, there’s a market for them somewhere.Someone on the dark web has to know something,” said Logan.
“Hear you.Working on it.”The familiar voice of Tanner made them all smiled and the general gave them a strange expression.He shrugged and nodded toward Blythe.
“She was going to shoot you, Anders.Are you sure you can trust her?”
“I feel like I can.She was distraught.You could tell and her hand was shaking so badly she was more likely to hit Moose than me.”
“Gee, thanks,” he frowned.Logan shrugged with a grin as Blythe sat down at the table again.
“It’s taken care of.He said he would be able to get her on an American plane by tomorrow if you call today.He also said three more of the bodies showed signs of surgery but their remains were so bad he couldn’t tell if they’d had organs removed.Apparently my sister and the two other girls were in a corner room which, although destroyed, allowed him to see their bodies more clearly.”
