Perfectly Exposed by Faulkner Gail

Author:Faulkner, Gail [Faulkner, Gail]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-05-08T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Rico pulled up. Jack didn’t have to ask how he knew to show up with an evidence kit. Silently the two of them gloved up and went to work.

Working fast, they went over the rest of the vehicle and Jack called in the visible information to Brad as they moved through it. He also outlined his concerns with the op he’d just completed in conjunction with an international team that included way too many agencies.

By the time they were done with the car, they knew Brad’s deeply unsavory associations as well as his highly classified contacts had no noise on a job to take a woman out of Florida.

They had no clues. No direction, no reason for this besides the loose fucking association to Jack’s op by her being present at that meeting with Yatzic Friday night. That case was over and there was no logical way someone could have made the deep connection between her and Jack that fast.

Jack and Rico headed to Hailey’s apartment to comb that sucker. Brad sent another operative, Mike White, to go over Jack’s cover apartment. There was little hope of information but they were working anything, no matter how improbable. It was the only other place she’d been that was also connected to the case.

An hour later Jack was holding on to sanity by will alone. Her apartment housed a harmless young woman. There was nothing there that made her a target. Nothing hidden under, behind, inside any piece of furniture. No mystery compartments, no false walls, no secrets that gave them one single fucking lead.

Jack’s phone rang and he grabbed it, staring at the screen. Brad calling. “Mike has cameras and mics at your cover place,” Brad clipped. “Not cheap and not sloppy. Serious sophisticated shit we have not seen before. Check your place.”

Punching off, Jack called to Rico. “New tech. Mics and cameras at my other place. Check here again. I’m at my apartment.”

Forty minutes later the men were in Command’s office. Along with Brad, Jack, Rico and Mike were Trace, Sam, Dean and Jason. The eight-man core group of their slightly larger organization. They went over the few bits of information they had.

“Jesus fuck. No idea where these came from.” Trace turned a combination camera and mic over in his hand. “Think the guy made them himself. Materials are from all over the globe but the tech required to create this is not public and I haven’t even heard a whisper about it being developed.”

“New player,” Brad stated. “Introducing himself? Making a statement?”

Snarls of agreement sounded around the room. That was the only solid fact any of them could make fit. Every other theory was sand, sifting away as soon as they touched it.

Jack’s phone lit up. Hoping for something, a ransom demand, anything he grabbed it. His dad. Jack rejected the call, keeping the line open in case the dead-and-didn’t-know-it bastard reached out to him.

Brad’s phone rang. Everyone looked at him as he activated the call, his deep voice greeting, “Stone.

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