Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
This was the real, rough work of espionage. Digging into the data, trying to find the clues they needed to pinpoint where Huisman would be.
“I will miss Claire. She was good friend.” Sosa sat back like the younger woman’s fate had already been decided.
“She’s going to get out later today, and we’ll help her disappear,” Kenzie explained. “It might take a day or two, but she’ll be here soon. We’ll even send a bodyguard with her.”
Sosa sniffled. “Sorry. She is scared we are going to be found. They won’t let us live. And our other friend is there.”
Kala stared at her, blue eyes assessing. “I’m surprised they keep sending you in. It’s almost like you’re being used to test our boundaries. How many missions have you completed?”
“Many.” Sosa’s shoulders straightened. “So many, I cannot be counting.”
Kenzie doubted that. Oh, she had no question the young woman was good with a sniper rifle, but she didn’t know hand to hand at all. She was catching on quickly, but it made Kenzie wonder.
Were they assassins or Trojan horses and they were the dumbass Trojans who let them in?
“But you don’t have the names?” Kala asked. She’d been going between being their fun big sister who brought them beer and watched music videos with them to their interrogator.
It did seem to keep the girls on their toes.
“We were given photos, and our handlers knew all the proper informations,” Sosa said defensively.
She’d mentioned this before. “So you have handlers. Do you know their names?”
“I am to call them Mister or Missus. They change often,” Sosa replied.
“When we were younger, they traveled with us and pretended to be our mom or father.” Gabby seemed utterly forlorn.
Vivi had been working with them under the guise of being their guide. Ariel was having therapy sessions with them but thought they were still hiding something.
“But you didn’t have a handler for this job?” Kenzie asked.
“They say we’re trustworthy now.” Gabby’s chin came up with something akin to pride. “We even get some money and a nice hotel room. That I will never see again because you catch me.”
“Sorry about not letting you kill my father,” Kenzie said with a long sigh. “I’m sure your life was way better before.”
She shrugged. “I like the city. Dallas is nice. I’ve been a few times.” She glanced down at her watch. “I’m going to get ready for my session with the doctor.”
Sosa stood as well. “I’ll talk to her. She’s worried about Claire.”
They walked out, and Kala’s brows rose. “She’s been to Dallas before? I thought they weren’t allowed out of Europe. From what I’ve pieced together they’ve worked strictly in the Schengen Zone.”
That was Kenzie’s belief, too. The Schengen Zone was a group of countries that agreed to forgo internal border checks so movement could happen freely among the countries. Passports weren’t necessary when moving around the zone, and no one would question young women traveling with their parents.
But if Gabby had been to Dallas, then that wasn’t the case.
Kala hissed suddenly.
Kenz didn’t have to turn around to know who had entered the room. “Hey, Lucy. How was France?”
“It was good.” She rolled her eyes as she walked past Kala, who was making the sign of the cross. Her sister got distinctly more religious whenever Lucy was in the room. “I think I’ve identified a couple of patterns. I also think I found the house where Sosa and Gabby were kept. It’s a big-ass compound in the countryside. I couldn’t get close to it. It’s incredibly well guarded.”
Kala sat up, all professional now. “Can we connect Huisman?”
“Not yet, but I will.” Lucy sounded determined. “Something’s going down. I think he’s getting desperate. This whole assassination thing proves it.”
But Kenzie wasn’t sure. Sometimes Huisman’s “desperate” was all an act.
She had to wait to see who was starring in this part of the play.
* * * *
Ben watched as Tim’s whole face lit up. He grabbed his laptop and started for the door.
“I’ll catch you later,” Tim said, following after the young woman who’d walked by the doorway.
Cooper looked up from his computer. “Was that Gabby? Uh, does he know what she does for a living?”
Lou sat at the desk across from Cooper. They’d taken over this part of the building. It had been explained that once a group of men had used this lower floor as their offices. Robert often came in and told them stories of the men he called the Lost Boys. “I think it’s sweet.”
Ben was on Cooper’s side in this small disagreement. “I think it’s dangerous. We still don’t know why they’re here. I know Sosa had a big reaction to seeing a picture of Manny, but that could be an act.”
“Which is why we’re watching them carefully,” Cooper assured him. “And apparently Tim is watching them even more carefully. I noticed him hanging out with them both a couple of nights this week. I thought they were being friendly. You know something we don’t?”