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“Charles Edgemon.”
Emerson cocked her head to the side and smiled. “How cute is that?” She punched in the code, rested her hand on the pad, and the door opened.
If only I weren’t so angry at Decker and her father, I might have smiled too, but right now, I couldn’t muster more than a scowl.
With a shoulder shrug, Emerson took her bags to the bedroom and then rejoined me in the apartment’s main room.
“What now?” she asked.
“Your father and Decker should be here momentarily.” I hadn’t asked specifically, but I assumed the apartment had been swept for spyware of any kind.
Emerson walked over to the window and looked out. Her arms were folded, and she was tapping her lower lip with her fingertip again. She took a deep breath and then turned toward me. “Something is bothering you, and it has nothing to do with Tommy or Dr. Benjamin.”
I nodded.
“It’s something to do with me, isn’t it?”
“It’s best we wait?—”
“No, Lynx. If it involves me, I want to know what it is.”
“Very well. Decker has had Irish under surveillance for several days. He has spent the majority of the last few at MIT.”
“I see.”
“I’m unaware of how, but yesterday, Decker arranged for Irish to gain access to your office.”
Her eyes opened wide.
“Decker planted information which he has reason to believe Irish discovered.” I scrubbed my face with my hand. “There is a second part to this that involves you.”
Before I could go on, there was a knock at the door. I answered it before Emerson could, wishing I had time to speak to the two gentlemen who joined us, alone.
“Emme,” Rick Charles said, taking his daughter in his arms. I thought about the last conversation he and I had and his warning not to hurt his daughter. Wasn’t what he and Decker were suggesting the antithesis of his warning to me?
“Let’s sit,” I suggested.
“I’ll stand,” Emerson replied, motioning for the three of us to sit. Only Decker and her father did.
I turned to Decker. “I’ve made Emerson aware of the events taking place through yesterday.”
He nodded and looked up at her. “We have reason to believe that Paxon Warrick has been gathering intelligence that he is selling to the Chinese.”
By the time he finished his sentence, I was by Emerson’s side. I led her to the sofa and sat next to her.
“He’s a double agent?” she asked.
“We believe so,” Decker answered.
“Lynx said this involves me somehow.”
“We need to be certain,” said her father, leaning forward in his chair. “In order for that to happen, we need you to return to your office.”
“To feed him specific information?”
“That’s right,” Rick answered, looking from her to me. “Emme, you should know that Lynx is not in favor of this.”
“Why not?” she asked me directly.
