When Teddy was young, his teacher said he wasn’t smart enough to learn how to read. Between Luciano and Elsa, they spent a lot of time teaching him. And when he finally got it, he never stopped. Nowadays, Teddy read everything he could get his hands on.
“I’m watching the explosion,” Teddy said.
Teddy shouldn’t have access to ALPHA, but he did… and not because Luciano had given it to him.
When finished, Teddy growled. “That was brutal. What does he have against ALPHA?”
“No one knows,” Luciano explained. “They think he found out the organization existed and he wants to make a stand. Show them who’s boss.”
“Alpha the ALPHAs,” Teddy said.
“They think he might be an Op.”
Teddy got busy on his computer. “Yeah, so that doesn’t make sense. Why strike years ago, do nothing, then hit them again now?”
“They don’t know.” Luciano took a few swigs of the sparkling water. “If you have access, maybe he does too.”
“As far as I can see, I’m the only one outside the organization who’s in.” He spun the laptop around. “Check it out.”
Luciano skimmed the page. Most everyone who worked for ALPHA was logged into the system.
“They’re all working remote, which could make it easier for him to access the site. He logs in as an employee, cloaking his real IP address.”
Luciano pulled the map he’d taken from the terrorist in London, opened it, and set it on the table. “This is what I took from the Haqazzii terrorist.”
Teddy tapped each of the circled targets. “This is good. I can target my search better. Does the FBI know?”
“Only ALPHA.”
“I’ll ask around. Did the terrorists give you a time frame?”
Luciano smiled. “No, they weren’t very cooperative.”
“You didn’t beat it out of them?”
“That’s your specialty, not mine.”
“I’m meeting a contact in Turkey.” Teddy raked his hands through his long hair. “I’ll be going dark for a few days.”
“Is Gabriel going?”
“That’s the plan.”
Luciano shifted toward his brother. “What does your gut say, Teddy?”
Teddy slid his gaze to the laptop for a long moment. “I’d be surprised if The BM is in ALPHA.” He waggled his eyebrows. “It’s fitting, don’tcha think?
Luciano smiled. Leave it to Teddy to give The Bomb Maker that nickname. “It’s a good pun.”
“I’ll keep digging,” Teddy said. “I’m surprised no one’s bragging over this. It was a targeted hit, especially since the team was going to arrest him.”
“I’m working the case with someone,” Luciano explained. “Well, she’s working the case and I’m going to take him out.”
Teddy furrowed his brow. “Who?”
“Simone Redding.”
Teddy chuffed out a laugh. “The one who was watching you? Talk about irony.”
