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“Men from Washington? What kind of men?” frowned Cam.
“I think I can answer that.”
CHAPTER TEN
Nathan Luke Redhawk could have been an identical twin to his grandfather. With his mother’s Hispanic heritage and his father’s Navajo heritage, he looked like the dangerous man that he’d become. Maybe too dangerous.
“Nate? What the fuck, brother? Welcome home!”
“I’m not home for good,” he smirked, shaking the hands of Luke, Cam, Eric, and Hex. He walked toward his father, hugging him, and then kissed his grandfather’s cheeks, hugging him tightly.
“Does your mother know you’re home?” asked Nathan.
“Not yet, Dad. Let’s keep it that way for a while.”
“Last time I saw you, we were busting Eddie Quinn. I think you were chasing Admiral Jonathon Garvin.”
“Wait, I know that name,” whispered Lyra. Nate turned to stare at the pretty woman, nodding. “I’m Lyra.”
“I know who you are,” said Nate curtly. She seemed surprised by his reaction but said nothing.
“Nate, explain, brother. That seemed unnecessary,” said Luke.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it that way. Your uncle and Admiral Garvin have been the thorn in my side for almost six months now. Delta doesn’t normally handle domestic issues like this, but Wolford and Garvin have been playing with some heavy global hitters.”
“Yes, he’s been meeting with a man named Quetz,” said Lyra. Nate nodded, then turned to the others.
“Quetz is the least of your worries. Garvin has been selling secrets to our enemies. Most of those revolve around advanced technologies for submarines and aircraft carriers.”
“Please don’t tell me the technologies belong to us,” frowned Luke.
“Sorry to tell you, but yes. But it’s not just the technology from G.R.I.P. He’s selling secrets from NASA, the NSA, CIA, all of them.”
“Why doesn’t anyone in the White House do something with him?” asked Eric.
“They’re trying, but they’ve yet to actually catch him with his hands in the cookie jar. That night at Eddie Quinn’s house, I was hoping to catch him in the act, but I think he recognized Jean.”
“Me? Why the fuck would he recognize me?” frowned Jean.
“Because you look exactly like Miller.” Miller stared at Nate, then turned to his brother Jean. Then it dawned on him. Then he knew.
“Fuck. I testified before the House Committee on Defense,” said Miller. “It was probably fifteen years ago, maybe more. He wasn’t part of the Joint Chiefs at that time. I think he might have been, damn, he was a commander of a carrier.”
“That’s right,” said Nate. “We think that’s when all this started. Quetz is his concierge service. He communicates what is needed, what is wanted by the other countries, and Garvin finds it for him. He has access to everything. It’s like leaving a kid in charge of the candy store, and he’s the only one with the keys.”
“We can stop some of that,” said Sly. “From our end, we limit the access to anything we have. From their end, I can go in through the backdoor and have a little fun.”
“Do it for our things,” said Nate, “but don’t do anything on their end yet. I need to catch this guy. He’s as bad as we’ve ever seen, and the company he keeps is even worse. You need to know that Quetz is trying to convince Garvin to put out a false terrorist report on Lyra. He wants everyone looking for her.”
“Shit,” muttered Luke.
“What do I do?” whispered Lyra.
“Nothing,” said Abe. “You stay right here. No one is aware of where you are right now. We can protect you.”
“Do you know what happened to Fontenot?” asked Lyra.
“No,” Nate said, shaking his head. “We knew that Carr was murdered, but no one can find Fontenot yet. I hope he’s alive because he had a lot of information.”
