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My breath hitched, and I sat up ramrod straight. “I’m sure he had a good reason for what he did.”
He stilled for a few seconds. “They took his daughter. But instead of telling us, he gave the people who kidnapped Sofie information. And that information nearly got Freya and Gunner killed.”
I cleared my throat, the little morsel he’d shared sitting uncomfortably in my stomach. Not only had Lucius done something bad, but Carter also confirmed that Sofie was his daughter. “Instead of condemning him, put yourself in his shoes for a moment. What would you do if faced with a decision like that?”
“I trust my team. He didn’t.”
I guessed for some guys it was as easy as that. But when those you loved the most were in danger, a level head and logical thinking took a back seat. I was the best example of that.
“What was on the hard drive?” My question threw Carter for a moment. I’d never asked after the phone or hard drive since handing it over. But I was thinking they were more important than they let on.
“Information on crime syndicates and cartels around South America. It also held the locations of people who had gone missing.”
“Missing people?” My voice pitched high.
The grimace on his face was answer enough. “There was nothing on your brother. I’m sorry.”
The flicker of hope that had sparked at the thought of finally having a lead on Archer went back out.
Carter parked the car in the underground garage and got out, opening my door for me when I didn’t make a move to follow him.
We went up to the Locked Security offices and past the perky receptionists. Their giggles and raspy hellos directed at him barely registered. I was stuck in my head, needing to be useful.
Carter nudged me. “You okay?”
“I’m fine.”
He groaned at my response but continued walking.
We stopped in front of a big conference room with glass walls. Gunner and a few other guys I hadn’t met yet were inside, talking.
Carter didn’t break his stride but waltzed inside, interrupting the conversation. “We’re here to save the day.”
Gunner raised a brow at him but didn’t say anything. I hovered at the door, intimidated by all the attention directed my way. I wiped my clammy hands on my pants, hoping I wouldn’t have a panic attack in front of everyone.
Carter nudged me toward one of the free chairs around the large table, and I dropped into it with a sigh.
“How many accounts did you have access to?” Gunner asked, breaking the silence.
“All of them.”
There was a murmur across the room, and my breathing turned choppy.
“And you wrote them down?”
I shook my head. “No, that would have gotten me killed.”
He frowned. “Then where did you save them?”
I tapped my head. “In here. If you give me something to write them down, I’ll do that and get out of your hair again.”
“You memorized all the numbers and codes?”
I shrank into my chair. “I have a thing for numbers. I see a number once and remember it.”
“Let’s see how good you are, then.”
I’m sure he didn’t mean it as a challenge, but I hated it when people doubted me. Or wanted proof of my abilities.
