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“No one is supposed to know, but due to the nature of Hank’s business . . . yeah, there are a few hidden ones.”

Thank you, Lord. Finally, a break.

“Where’s the footage?”

Tanya moved to Hank’s computer, typed in a series of passwords, and opened the main page full of dates. He squeezed her shoulder. “Thank you,” he said as Declan entered.

“You guys okay?” Declan asked.

Kate nodded. “This is Tanya.”

“She’s bringing up footage showing who picked up Hank’s trucks last week,” Luke said.

Declan moved to stand behind Tanya’s chair, Luke and Kate on either side of him, as agents—both FBI and CIA—flooded the warehouse. Soon the jurisdictional jabbing would begin, though the CIA had no sound footing. They were on U.S. soil, and the FBI, thanks to Declan, had arrived first.

“There,” Luke said, pointing to the screen, his focus on finding out exactly who picked up the trucks. Hopefully, once they had a positive ID, they could link them back to Ebeid.

Tanya paused the footage.

“Go back two minutes,” Luke asked. “There.”

She paused it.

“Who is that?” Declan asked, squinting at the screen over Luke’s shoulder.

“Can you zoom in on the man’s face?” Luke asked.

“That’s Cyrus,” Declan said. “He was Ebeid’s new right-hand man.”

“Great. Now we just bring Cyrus in, get him to confess his tie to Ebeid, and—”

“Not going to happen,” Declan said, cutting him off.

Luke frowned. “Why?”

“Cyrus’s body was just pulled from the dumpster behind Kate’s office.”

Kate’s jaw tensed. “What?”

“Trash crew called it in. Tim Barrows at the Bureau just identified the body.”

“Why kill Cyrus?” Kate asked.

“Because he failed to kill us at CCI, and he was probably the bomber at the boat,” Luke guessed. “Time of death?”

“Parker’s on site now that Avery’s recovering, and he said he’d guess over twenty-four hours.”

“So if Cyrus was already dead, then who did this?” Luke asked.

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Declan scrolled through the footage to the time Tanya said the shooting began. The men who entered the warehouse with semi-automatics were dressed head to toe in black.

“Well, that doesn’t help us any,” Declan said.

“What about the vehicle they arrived in?” Luke asked.

“Good thinking,” Declan said.