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“Just making sure everything is in order,” Conrad said.
“All is good. We need to go. I don’t know how much time we have before the feds put it together.”
“Give me the drive.”
“You know how this works, Conrad. Don’t pull this bullshit with me.”
“Meyers is dead.”
“Oh, fuck.”
“Time is running out. Hand me the drive and walk away.”
Everything clicked right then. Conrad was here to clean up. If Meyers was dead, that meant Colton Fox was still alive, and he had the photos that would take down Zarian.
Peter reached out for Violet, but she stepped away, as if sensing exactly what he sensed.
Conrad pulled out his gun faster than Peter could get to his and pulled the trigger.
Violet screamed.
Conrad James watched Peter drop to the ground, still clutching the briefcase. The bullet had gone through the center of his forehead. A perfect shot, if he did say so himself.
Hard to miss when you were less than five feet away.
He turned the gun to Violet, who had started backing away.
“Freeze,” he said.
She froze.
“Get the briefcase.”
She didn’t move.
“Now, Ms. Halliday.”
Her hands were shaking as she pulled the briefcase from Peter’s dead fingers.
He heard the SUVs before he saw them.
This was certainly inconvenient.
He grabbed Violet by the arm and held her close to him, turned and faced the FBI as they screeched into the parking lot.
FBI Agent Matt Costa jumped out of the back of the car, gun out, aimed at Conrad. He hadn’t expected them to arrive so quickly; he had some quick thinking to do.
He had no intention of dying today, but he wanted to see how this played out and what he could learn.
Information was always his trump card.
Matt immediately assessed the situation as he held his gun on Conrad. The data center was thirty feet away; they were on lockdown. Matt had his people contact the manager and told him to lock down as soon as Peter and Violet left. If they tried to stall, Peter could have become nervous and taken everyone inside hostage. Having one hostage was bad enough.
Lex stayed in the vehicle, door open. Kara had gotten out and flanked Matt. Matt wished Colton would stay in the car, but he got out as well, taking the other side.
Michael and two officers pulled up behind them. Conrad watched everything with cool eyes. Matt had to be careful how he played this. This man was a cold killer. But cold killers were, by definition, dispassionate. Matt had to believe he didn’t want to go out in a blaze of glory. It was rarely as cinematic and exciting as the bad guys thought.
“Conrad, it’s over. Let Violet go and no one else has to get hurt.”
