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“Hmm.” He sipped his beer, studying her in that way he had. “You looked pretty upset when you came out of the office.”
“The Morcos brothers aren’t humanitarians. Or they weren’t until Abe’s son was killed. They made plenty of shady deals with various governments to get the contracts they wanted.”
“So Abe’s turned over a new leaf to make up for previous bad deeds?”
“That’s the thing. Abe isn’t all bad. He had his causes, and those changed after he lost his son, but based on who’s involved and the introductory file on that drive, someone in the Morcos family was working with the Americans.”
“On what?” He waved that off instantly. “I don’t want to know. I want to know how it affects you now.”
“Abe’s son stumbled onto Bakr’s plans to take over the company. I’m not sure how he did it, but he hijacked the transactions and put the evidence in a sort of time capsule. If the file isn’t accessed by a specific date, the information gets sent out.”
“Smart.”
“Oh, yeah. It explains why Bakr’s moved now. Bakr must have been trying to unlock these files for the past two years.”
“Abe’s son gave him the files?”
“Diabolical really.” She admired the kid’s skills. “Bakr can see the money, can see the evidence to be used against him, but without the code phrase, he can’t do anything to stop it.”
“And he thinks you know the phrase.”
She nodded.
“What’s the timeline?”
“Midnight on December thirty-first.”
“So we have a little over a week. Christmas Eve is the day after tomorrow.”
“Theoretically.” She pushed the stew away, reached for her beer, and thought better of that too. “He knows time is running out and he’s toying with me. Shooting Bart, kidnapping Matheson, showing up in my mom’s neighborhood, going after us at the range.”
“Sending you text messages.”
“Yeah,” she nodded. “Makes me glad I left my phone behind. Annoying bastard.”
“Well, we have one advantage.”
“We do.” She smiled at him. “He couldn’t have planned on your resourcefulness.”
“Thanks. But I was referring to the sniper you think is loyal to Abe.”
“Provided he’s not already dead for missing you.”
“Let’s think positive.”
“Okay.” She reached for her pendant, raised it to her lips. “I’m positive I don’t know how to trap Bakr now that we’re in this rustic, yet lovely, cabin.”
“I’m in no rush to end our good start here, but I have a couple of ideas.”
She leaned forward. “Share.”
“If there is a leak in this hide-Eva operation, we can use it to draw him to us. Only the people on your security detail knew we were going to the range today.”
“Right. You said they were clean.”
“And I believe it. But what if the FBI equipment is bugged?”
“The leak is on the FBI side?”
