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Monday. Undisclosed.
“Sir?”
Hugo turned toward the entrance to his home office. Marc Schroeder stood there brimming with purpose, tablet in hand. He was Skilton’s replacement. This time Hugo would not make the same mistakes he had. Skilton had been allowed to operate without much oversight. He’d been efficient and ruthless, but with that freedom had also come the opportunity to vanish without a trace.
“What is it?” Hugo asked.
Marc stepped into the office and held the tablet out to Hugo. “We have visual confirmation.”
“What?” He frowned and took the device.
Damn it.
“It’s five minutes.” Marc gestured to the tablet. “He doesn’t do more than sit there, but it’s him.”
Hugo could only stare. “How? Do we know what happened? How many people know?”
It was true then.
Skilton had been captured.
Fucking hell.
Hugo had privately hoped Skilton had opted to retire. That might be a better option than this.
“I’d say our source and the two of us know Skilton is in custody. We don’t know where. My source isn’t privy to that.”
Hugo fought the urge to demand to know the source. If pressed, Marc would tell him that, but not without reason. The more people who knew a source existed the less reliable that source would become.
“How much do we know?” Hugo asked.
Marc shook his head. “Nothing. My source only knew we were looking for an older gentleman in custody, probably a black site. That’s it.”
Hugo grimaced. “What was Skilton doing?”
“He was going to speak with Senator—”
He waved Marc off.
That business had been messy, but it shouldn’t have turned into this.
Damn it.
Skilton would have moved to act before clearing anything with the council. That was the good and bad thing about Skilton. He always thought he was in charge.
“That’s not the only thing I came to speak to you about,” Marc said slowly.
Hugo turned from him and strode to the windows to look out at the barren landscape beyond.
Skilton wouldn’t talk. At least Hugo didn’t think that Skilton would were he captured. He was too proud to do otherwise, and he probably expected to die in custody. Hugo knew there was little chance of retrieving Skilton, and even if they did, he would no longer be trustworthy.
But what if Skilton talked?
What a disaster.
“What else do you have for me?” Hugo finally asked.
“You asked me to look into Daar?” Marc reminded him. “I gave you a report…”
