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“That’s a great idea. We are going to need to figure out this guy’s pattern. I think ultimately the goal would be to catch him or his people in a kidnapping and follow them to their base of operations,” I said. It would sort of be like how we built my New York case. The agents on the outside were able to obtain video of people coming and going from the building for weeks. They put together a list of tenants, and those who weren’t on that list were closely monitored. They caught them doing all kinds of shady things, and those charges were added once they were arrested.
“Exactly, we need to get his pattern on lock,” Christine said.
“What do we do in the meantime?” Jones said.
“I think we need to look into this new missing person and wait for Guy to hack the HR records. If we can find this manager, that will be our first major lead, and we can explore that,” I said. “We can’t go guns blazing around the island. We need to make everyone around us believe we are just tourists. We’re going to have to blend in and do touristy shit,” I said. Just like I had to in New York. I wore a low-cut shirt in the coffee house, played the ditz, and flirted a little. My kidnappers had no idea they had taken an undercover FBI agent.
“So we need to do touristy things, like swim with dolphins and go shopping?” Mendez asked.
“Exactly. Most of my time undercover wasn’t spent following up on leads. I spent it doing what was expected of me. However, I listened and observed while I followed orders and slept my way through their ranks. If we keep our cover as tourists, eventually someone is going to slip up. Hopefully that is the manager, if Guy can find him,” I added.
“Say no more. I don’t need to be told twice to go shopping. I’d like to buy some things and send them home back to some of the therapists I work with as a thank-you for all their help. Some of those women and children we rescued with Mary are really making progress,” Christine said.
I felt a pang of respect for Christine. She wasn’t just some rich heiress. She was a rich heiress who put her money where her mouth was, and that was something else. I could have used a friend like her when I was discharged from the Navy. If we had been friends, she wouldn’t have let me fall into depression. She would have hauled me out by my bootstraps.
“So we’re done for the day?” Wells asked.
“You are. The girls are going shopping,” Christine said.
“That means the boys are getting a beer,” Yates said too loudly into the radio. I winced.
“We can have one beer, but we need to remain near the women,” Wells said.
“Actually, I think we should go on our own,” Jasmine said.
The comms were silent for a moment.
“I can feel everyone’s unease at that statement from here,” I joked.
“Hear me out. We are more likely to witness something as a group of women. If the men are there, everyone will avoid us. Three women aren’t intimidating like a large group of hot, jacked men. One look at you says ‘prior military.’ No offense,” Jasmine said.
“None taken,” Strong said with a laugh.
“Are you sure you can handle that? I mean, you haven’t been training that long,” Jones said, his statement directed to Jasmine.
“We’d be going with an FBI agent. She won’t let anything happen to us, will you, Abby?” I could feel hergo-with-iteyes from here.
“I won’t let anything happen to them,” I promised.
“See, we’re all set,” Jasmine said in what sounded like scaled-back excitement.
“Speak for yourself. Jake is going all caveman on me,” Christine said and then snorted into the radio.
“I can handle myself. Would you like to look at my arrest record? I can take down a man Strong’s size if need be,” I boasted.
“Oh yeah?” Adam asked. I didn’t think my use of his last name went unnoticed. I was just trying to fit in with his friends.
“Yeah, I’ll show you some time,” I said with a wink.
“Okay, stop the foreplay over the radio. I’ll let her go with you, as long as you three have trackers on you,” Wells said.
“I can live with that,” I commented. By the sound of Christine’s squeal, she could too.
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“Okay, so maybe going off on our own wasn’t the best idea,” Christine whispered to me as we browsed the sundresses on a rack.
We’d been walking through the outdoor market now for half an hour. When I’d look up from an item, I was usually met with a nervous glance from one of the girls. They watched my back and I watched theirs. So far, I had seen several men who seemed suspicious. They tended to follow us from a distance through the market, and when we moved on from a store, they did too. They never bought a single item, and that’s how I knew they weren’t shopping; they were scouting.
