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Silence greeted them.
“I understand Samuel is stable?” Her voice was as controlled as always.
“Yeah,” Logan replied.
“Good. We’ll get him moved to DC as soon as we can.”
Harper shifted his weight from foot to foot, glad he didn’t need to be the one talking here.
“We will be touching down in New York ahead of you and we have people on the ground already,” she said, launching into the meat of why she’d called. “We need whatever is on that laptop.”
Harper shook his head and bit the side of his mouth to keep from talking. Of course the objective was always more important than the people.
“How do we go about finding a fifteen-year-old laptop?” Logan asked, being the voice of reason.
“From what we’ve heard, we know that Cassim’s wife, Saaina, put the laptop in a New York City bank. We’ve sent agents with warrants to all the major banks to try to find it ahead of time. If we do, we will be meeting Daar on the tarmac. If not—”
“I can’t listen to this,” Harper mumbled and pushed past Baruti.
Harper paced to the front of the plane.
Zora’s job was tough. They all knew that. In the beginning she’d had to compartmentalize things to protect people because of a mole. They still weren’t certain they could trust everyone, which was why Harper hadn’t been able to share his mission with the others. There were things Zora wasn’t telling them now, but without that context, it was hard to understand why it was acceptable to risk the lives of three women.
No, that was a lie.
Objectively, Harper wanted save Jessica and Saaina, but if he were honest with himself, the only one that mattered to him was Robin.
Thursday. New York City, NY.
Daar sat on a crate with his back to the driver’s seat in the van. It had been quite some time since he’d needed to move about and be this covert. Normally he could get by with much less fanfare, but not now. Not now that he was under the Chancellor’s microscope.
Why? What had changed? What had Maxwell been hinting at?
This was all a big misunderstanding with regrettable consequences, but in the end, Daar wanted to put everything back the way it had been.
His gaze strayed to Robin and Saaina.
Some things could not be undone.
Cassim was dead and good riddance to him. But that left Daar with a quandary.
What did he do with Robin?
He hadn’t admitted it, but she was right. He had ensured Charlotte’s death because she’d forced his hand. Just like Robin had done. He didn’t want to kill her, but what choice did he have? He couldn’t allow her friend to live knowing what she did, and when he took care of one problem, he created one with Robin. Which meant there really was no choice.
Maybe something would come to him? Maybe she’d come to her senses?
Saaina was inconsequential. When he left, he’d take her with him and deliver her back to her family. Without money or a powerful husband, she was no threat to him and she’d served her purpose very well. He could not fault her for being a pawn in a man’s game. But neither could he trust her, and by extension her brother.
It was a pity Daar would need to replace him after this.
Peter crouched next to him, holding onto the driver’s seat for balance.
“My guys have a place set up for us. It’s not much—”
“It will be fine,” Daar said. “You’ve kept this from becoming a disaster, and for that I am eternally grateful.”
Peter inclined his head. “How bad is it? Really?”
