Page 47 of The Operator


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I turned to Bex who had just walked in the front door. “I don't know where Trey is.”

Yeah, I was wondering why our other teammate had not responded. Jared had been at my house in a matter of minutes. He’d been with Nick since both of them had been at the farm picking up kids. Everyone had been at my house before the police had arrived.

Apparently, the toddlers and babies were with their grandmother. Mr. Salinger was doing a school run and would be there as soon as he dropped the Waite boys at home.

It was one of my favorite things about the circle I had found myself in. We took care of each other. Like Daniel Salinger had no trouble playing a taxi to a bunch of teenage boys, their father had no trouble offering totake out your woman’s stalker if you need me to.The man was a sniper, so I knew what he meant. And because I had taken a few lives myself, I knew the cost it would be for him. Still, I thanked him and hoped it never came to that.

Literally, Ev, Sky, and I were surrounded by everyone in our circle, everyone on my team. Except, Trey. For all I knew, he went straight to sleep as soon as he got home. And he hadn’t seen the messages yet.

Nick folded his arms and frowned at me. “So, is the plan to attack and capture the guy when he gets here in the morning.”

“I’m running his face through facial recognition but, yeah.” Jared never took his eyes from the screen. “I have one where he’s almost fully facing the camera. I should get something off that soon.”

Yeah, we were planning an attack. I didn’t need Everly, and especially not Sky knowing what we had planned once we captured the guy. I turned to Bex and winced. “It's not because you’re a woman, I swear.”

“I know.” She smiled and patted me on the back. “It’s because I’m her friend and you want her to be comfortable. I don’t need to be the one involved in taking this asshole down. In fact, it says a lot that you trust me to protect her.”

I couldn’t speak. There was just too much emotion flowing through me. Instead, I nodded. “Thanks.”

“Ev, Sky wanna go for a drive? Let the muscle do all the planning they need to do without whispering because they don’t want us to hear.”

Within minutes the three of them were out of the house. And we could plan, in earnest, what needed to be done. Mr. Salingerhad arrived with Aidan and the kid had put himself to work as soon as he was there.

He’d put the photo through some social media software and had got a username for a singles website. Not useful if we needed an address, but it could help.

“What was that username, A?” Jared asked his brother.

His brother let out a sigh. “Wingman. Sometimes all lowercase, sometimes the w and m are upper sometimes just the w. According to hisTogetherprofile he’s a delivery man.”

We all turned to the kid at the same time.Togetherwas a site for people specifically looking for a hookup. Jared was the one to ask though. “What the fuck are you doing onTogether?”

“I’m not. I used your details to create an account.” He looked over at his brother. “How else was I supposed to learn more about this asshole?”

Something stuck in my head, “Did you say he was a delivery guy?”

Aidan nodded. “Yeah. Doesn’t say for which company. But as soon as J gets a name, I’m sure we could do a search. I’m not sure how legal it would be, but my brother could definitely do it.”

There was a hint of pride that I wasn’t sure Jared noticed. The kid might have thrown an attitude at his brother, but he wanted to be just like him.

“Neville Cartwright.” Jared punched the air. “So, unless the G has a connection to a nickname or something we could be looking at a third party.”

Fuck. I hated when I had all the puzzle pieces and I just couldn’t put it all together. “What do we know? His name and according to hisTogetherprofile he’s a delivery man. What if he is not employed by a courier company. What if he handles shady deliveries independently.”

Nick was once again frowning. “So, then he would have had contact with G, wouldn’t he.”

Jared’s fingers moved across the trackpad of the laptop. “Gotcha.”

“What?”

“What?”

Nick and I shouted at the same time.

“So, Nick has me tracking someone with the handle AntMan.” Jared eyed Nick before he continued. “He’s an Information Broker. Small time but he has all the same contacts as a man the CIA was tracking a few years ago. Which means he could potentially be sitting on some pretty high stakes intel that should not land in the wrong hands.”

“Get to the point, Jared.” I was sure he thought the preamble was necessary, but I wanted the plan finalized before Bex got back with Ev and Sky.

“Well, AntMan had been chatting with someone named G. And while I cannot see the messages, because he is that fucking good. I can tell you that the messages were delivered to Marina De Ferrier.”

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