Fatal Code by Natalie Walters

Author:Natalie Walters [Walters, Natalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense;FIC042060;FIC042040;FIC027110
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2022-03-21T00:00:00+00:00

21

Twenty-six. If things had been different, Kekoa might be living in Hawaii with his ohana and celebrating Ikaia’s twenty-sixth birthday in two days instead of memorializing his little brother’s short life.

What would Ikaia be doing now? Would he look like Kekoa? Makalena or Lahela? Would he have joined the Army like their dad or pursued baking like Auntie Lisa? An ache welled within him at all the questions that would never be answered because of him.

“This is your fault, you know.”

Kekoa glanced up from his computer screen. Lyla stood in his doorway, arms folded, hair streaked in a vibrant purple today.

“I told you purple wasn’t your color.”

She rolled her eyes. “Not that.” She thumbed over her shoulder. “That.”

He rolled his chair back and she stepped aside so he could see into Director Walsh’s office where he and Jack and two other people, a man and woman, were in a serious conversation.

“Who are they?”

“Nicolás says Department of Energy.” Lyla tipped her head back. “He said they’re here to chat with us about the message you found with Elinor last night.”

“It wasn’t a message, it was a warning.”

“And that’s probably why the government is involved. You ready?”

He rolled back to his desk. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

Lyla’s eyebrow rose. “What are you working on?”

“I’m waiting on a message from—” His computer dinged. Holding his breath, Kekoa clicked on the message. “Nothing,” he grumbled. Leaning back in his chair, he ran his hands through his hair, frustrated. “I’ve got to be missing something.”

“Is this why you’re not eating?”

“What?”

“Yesterday you skipped lunch. This morning I brought in breakfast tacos, and yours is now sitting in the fridge. We’re closing in on lunch, and I don’t think I’ve heard a peep—not even when Nicolás teased Jack by calling him burrito.”

“It was chimichanga.”

Lyla blinked. “What?”

Kekoa sighed. “Brynn called Jack her chimichanga.”

“I think that’s why Nic— Never mind.” She looked concerned. “What’s going on? Is it the assignment? I thought you brought up valid points in this morning’s meeting. Jack and Walsh must think so too if they brought in the DOE.”

“They might be valid, but they don’t really prove anything, do they?” He’d spent another long night digging into the dark web, trying to find something—anything—on Luka Ceban or his brother-in-law, Dima Grosu, and now someone with the username Wonderboy64. And so far he had nothing but more stress. “What if it’s her?”

Lyla shrugged. “What if it is?”

He spun in his chair. “It’s not.” Why did he feel so sure of this? “In an hour, I can find a way into most financial institutions. In half a day, I can probably shut down some cities’ power and water supplies. Give me a week, and I can—”

“Hack into the National Security Agency.” Lyla put her hands up. “I know, I was there.”

“Well, you were sunbathing in Guam, but my point is that it’s not completely lolo to assume someone else might be behind the emails coming from Elinor’s computer. Or that someone’s setting her up.”

“But why?”

“I don’t know.

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