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“It took me a while to find what I was looking for.Two things, actually.For one, it required I wait until this morning.”
“Jesus Christ,” barked Decker.“Just get to the fucking point.”
“Not until you agree to my conditions—in writing.”
It was a toss-up as to who would throttle Iris first.I’d have a go at it, but it appeared either man standing in front of her would beat me to it.
Decker leaned forward, close enough that his nose was almost touching hers.“Hand…it…over.”
Iris stood her ground.Her only movement was to glance at Pinch.
“As I told you previously, what you’re requesting can only be approved by Z.”
“Bullshit.Z is no longer chief of MI6.You are in the interim.”
I had to give it to the woman.As intimidating as he and Decker were, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to deny them.
“Here’s what I’ll agree to.If what you give us results in Z’s rescue and his safe return, meaning alive, then I’ll take it under consideration.”
Decker turned and glared at him.“What does she want?”
“Immunity,” Iris responded before Pinch could.
“From?”
While Decker asked the question, her gaze remained fixed on Pinch.
“Passing on classified information.”
I swear it looked like there was smoke coming out of Decker’s nostrils.“To whom?”
“Puck,” said Iris.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Wilder put his arm around Wren’s waist, preventing her from getting any closer to Iris and the two men.
“Technically, he’s still an SIS agent as well as a member of the UK task force,” said Nemesis.“Given that, as long as whatever Iris passed along was not something that would compromise the safety of the UK and its citizens or affect the mission of the UN Coalition Against Human Trafficking, I can make the deal.”
I wasn’t sure who was more stunned—Iris or Nem’s husband.I wasn’t far behind them.
When Ares approached, Nemesis squared her shoulders.“I cannot speak for the rest of you, but in my opinion, what she’s asking will be worth it if it means we find Z.”
Pinch nodded.“Agreed.”
“We’ve no time to waste.I’ll draft the offer, and Iris and I will sign it.”
“Nem?”I heard Wren say.“Are you sure about this?”
“As I said, as long as whatever she’s shared does not compromise the safety of the UK or the mission, I am absolutely certain.”
Wren nodded, and Nem walked over to her laptop.
I turned back to Iris.The look on Decker’s face and how close it remained to Iris’ reminded me of the movie where a threatening—perhaps terrifying wouldn’t be too strong of a word—extraterrestrial breathed down the neck of a female warrant officer.
“I’ve digitally signed the document.Your turn, Iris.”
The woman glanced over her shoulder as if she was determining who posed a greater threat—Nem or Decker.Rather than wait, Nemesis stood and carried the laptop over to her.
“Sign it,” she spat, setting it on the nearest table.
