Locked and Loaded (The IMA Book 3) by Nenia Campbell

Author:Nenia Campbell [Campbell, Nenia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-10-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Opportunity

Michael

Suraya and Jatinder left us on the first floor.

I did not know where they were going, and I didn't ask. The less I knew about their situation, the better. That was rule one in this line of business, don't fucking get involved. I'd gotten involved before — it had fucked up my life. Suraya was capable of handling her own problems. For the moment, at least.

Callaghan had said she had been insubordinate in the past. He was quick to find pretexts for inflicting harm, but in this case I believed him. Remembering that icy facade. That bottle of pills. I wondered what it was that she'd done, and whether she might be coaxed to do it again under the proper circumstances.

If she thought it might keep her sister safe, I was pretty sure she could be persuaded to turn on him. As long as she worked for the bastard, that would be a constant threat.

Blackmail only works for so long. Eventually the blackmailee gets frustrated — and desperate.

Nobody wants to spend their whole life paying debts to someone else.

And there was no way I could turn things around from the inside of the IMA. Callaghan had too many spies and his operatives feared him too much to risk betrayal. Raw hatred was more valuable than fear. It made one blind to things like consequences and reality.

If I was going to see that bastard killed, I'd have to do it myself, with a handpicked group with people like Suraya.

A year ago, before Adrian's coup, Kent had given me a notebook filled with all of the people who wanted me dead and had the means to do so.

Callaghan's notebooks, had I taken it upon myself or troubled Kent to list out his many enemies, would have been numerous enough to populate a small library.

Callaghan slid his key card through the slot. The door opened with a hiss of displaced air. A security camera over the door swung in our direction as we passed. The wall was patchworked with sensors and one-way panels. Kind of made me wonder what it was he was hiding.

“So I hear young Christina Parker is following in her daddy's footsteps.”

I'd expected questioning about that. His network was wide. Wider than I'd thought if he'd picked the information up so quickly.

Unless he's bluffing.

He probably was bluffing. He knew just enough to make you squirm and then pretended he knew even more in the hopes that you'd let something slip.

Yeah, I knew what the fucker was doing. I'd been an interrogator too, once. But it still unnerved me. He'd always had a second sense for this kind of shit.

“I wouldn't know.”

“It never ceases to astound me just how little you claim to know, Michael.”

“I didn't realize you thought so highly of me, sir.”

“In fact, it rather makes me wonder what exactly it is that I'm paying you for.”

“Military intelligence isn't all it's cracked up to be.”

“Aye, not in your case.”

We came to another door. I waited for him to go first; he was not a man you wanted at your back.

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