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All conversation ceased. In the past few weeks, we’d heard and seen the name countless times. Mithras was believed to be the head of the largest trafficking ring operating out of Egypt. The man was an enigma. No one in the intelligence world, even those in the most elite units, had been able to track him. In fact, no one seemed to have any idea what he even looked like.
I walked over and picked up the remote that would lower one of the screens the MI6 tech team had installed in several areas of the house. Nemesis plugged in her laptop, and the cover of the brief appeared on the screen.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” she announced. “I present to you—Mithras.”
When the image on the screen flipped to a photograph, I gripped the chair in front of me as adrenaline surged through my bloodstream. I gasped, attempting to catch my breath, and my hand flew to my chest. Sweat broke out on my forehead, my stomach twisted, and bile rose in my throat.
“Cayman?” I heard my name as if it were being spoken from somewhere in the distance, drowned out by the thrum pulsing in my ears.
“Cayman!”I looked into Poseidon’s eyes when he put his hands on my shoulders and shouted my name, but I still couldn’t speak. Instead, I handed him my mobile, swiping the screen so he could see the image I’d been looking at before I came downstairs.
“Jesus, it’s him,”Poseidon gasped.
Yes. It was him.Mithras.Aka Lorenzo Moretti.
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CAYMAN
When Poseidon placed my mobile in my palm, I was tempted to hurl it across the room at the stone fireplace. Instead, I gripped it so tightly my fingers turned white.
“Cayman?” said Nemesis, approaching me.
I shook my head and stalked into the reception hall, unsure where I was going, only knowing I had to get out. Storming through the front door and onto the lawn, I raked my hands through my hair as if the pain caused by pulling it from my scalp might somehow stop the horrifying thoughts racing through my brain.
I kept going, breaking into a run, but stopping just short of throwing myself off the precipice of the tiered hillside. I bent over and put my hands on my knees, attempting to catch my breath as much as reining in my absolute terror.
“Cayman!” Ares called out to me. When I looked up and saw Poseidon and him approaching, I spun in a circle, looking for a way out, but knowing there wasn’t one, other than plummeting down the steep hillside.
“He’s got her.” I covered my face with my hands when my voice broke.
“Sit,” said Poseidon, motioning to the bench.
“I can’t bloody sit, Kai.Mithras has Bexli!” I shouted.
Ares stepped closer and put his hand on my shoulder. “Winston, I need you to listen to me.”
My eyes met his, praying against hope he’d say I was wrong.
“The brief Oleander prepared said she’s currently tracking an auction she believes Mithras may be orchestrating or at least involved in.”
“An auction?” I mumbled, my mind unable to process what he meant.
“Yes. On the dark web.”
An auction. Bexli. What was he suggesting? The terror I felt moments ago grew to something unspeakable. My mouth hung open, and I turned to Poseidon with scrunched eyes.
“We need to determine if Bexli is even on the site,” said Poseidon. “Zeppelin and Magnet are checking now.”
Vertigo threatened to put me on my arse, and I couldn’t catch my breath. Even speaking was a struggle. “What kind of auction?”
“Cayman, please just sit down,” said Poseidon, taking my arm and leading me to the bench. He sat beside me.
“What kind of auction?” I repeated, looking between him and Ares.
“A high-end, sex-slave auction. The team is working to find out more now. Once we gather the necessary information, we’ll craft a mission.”
“Craft a mission?Are you fucking kidding me? We don’t have time to plan a bloody mission. We need to find her.Now!” The edge I heard in my own voice sounded maniacal. I bent over and gripped my hair with my hands.
