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“Of him,” Cain said. “We’ve never crossed paths, and he’s usually kept out of the CIA’s way.”
Devyn nodded. “We’ve never gone after him. The CIA has a file on him, but we’ve always had bigger fish to fry.”
“So, who is he selling the drone tech to?” Jet asked.
“My contact didn’t know that,” Devyn said. “But word is Weber keeps scrupulous records.”
“How does your contact know that?” Killian asked.
Devyn’s lips quirked. “Because she’s a very expensive escort who’s shared Weber’s bed a time or two. She’s seen him work. She says he records everything.”
Jet perked up. “I can hack his system and find out.”
Devyn shook her head. “Apparently he also has a fully discrete system that’s not connected to the Internet.”
“Damn.” Jet toyed with her hair. “So, when I go to the party, I also need to find his computer and hack his system.”
“No,” Cain said.
Everyone looked at him.
“It’s too dangerous,” he said.
“Cain, we need to know who he’s selling to,” Jet said. “If we get his records, we could uncover other things he’s selling or sold, that could be putting our country at risk.”
His hands curled into fists. He looked up and saw Devyn watching him.
“I don’t like it. Weber might look clean-cut, but to run a business like this, buying and selling from the world’s worst criminals, he’s dangerous.”
“Cain—” Devyn said.
He shook his head. “He’ll have good guards and security. Getting into his office will be too dangerous.”
Jet reached out and took his hand. “It’ll be fine.”
“I don’t want you fucking near his office,” Cain bit out.
She kept her gaze locked on his. “We’ve got this. You’ll be with me.”
He saw Killian eye their joined hands.
Then the other man cleared his throat. “I don’t like it either, but accessing his records could save a lot of lives.”
“I suggest you two get to Weber’s estate and find out everything you can on his security,” Devyn said.
Jet squeezed Cain’s hand. He tightened his grip. He wasn’t letting her out of his sight.
“Right, you boys go get your security intel.” Devyn rose. “Hex and I are off to buy dresses.”
* * *
Cain leanedagainst the tree trunk, a set of binoculars pressed to his eyes.
He studied the grounds of Weber’s estate and watched two armed guards walking slowly past the fancy boathouse. Thankfully, the grounds were extensive, and had lots of established trees. It gave them lots of good hiding places.
The guards looked good though. He tapped a finger against his thigh. From Jet’s digging, he already knew they were all ex-military and well-trained. Some were even former special forces.
He swung the binoculars across the manicured grounds towards the large house. He saw several small delivery trucks parked out front, with people carrying boxes inside the house. Deliveries for the party.
