Suspicion At Sea by Nichols Amie

Author:Nichols, Amie [Nichols, Amie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-06-02T07:00:00+00:00

I walk down the dock trying to hold it together. A black sedan with tinted windows is in the parking lot of the dock.

Fuck you, Cody. If you were so worried about me, call me back. I'm in no mood for this and head straight for the sedan ready to tell off Cody's agent. Just as I reach the parking lot, the sedan backs up and speeds away. That's when I feel the rock drop in my stomach. One of our agents wouldn't have acted that way.

I fumble in my purse for my phone as I walk across the parking lot to stand by a light pole, not wanting to be out in the open. My hand goes to the gun still tucked in the waistband of my shorts as I scan my surroundings, but don't see anything suspicious.

“Agent Reed,” Cody answers his phone seemingly out of breath.

“What is going on, are you having me tailed again?” I talk as loud as I can without actually shouting.

“No, why? Are you being watched?”

“A black sedan, and I've been getting a feeling of being watched, but thought it was you until the car sped away when I was on my way to confront them. What agency would it be?” That kind of car would not be part of the LDR, that was a professional tail.

“I don't know, but I'm on my way to you. You need to go somewhere safe,” he breathes into the phone.

“Why are you coming here, Cody?” The pounding of my heart is worse now. Between this and the heartbreak I just encountered, I feel like I'm having a heart attack right now.

“Fausto is on the move. We thought he was still in Brazil. He was using a decoy.”

“Fuck, I can't breathe.” I lean up against the light pole as I look around. An older gentlemen walks on the pier and a few teenagers are on one of the yachts.

“Calm down, Ellie, I will be there tomorrow morning and will explain everything. Just get somewhere safe, can you do that?” he asks. He doesn't know I told Justin everything and have lost him.

“Yeah,” I lie. I don't know where the hell to go, except to get to my car. “Are the McGills and LDR connected?” I ask. How is it that I just happen to be taking vacation in the one place that Fausto Alverez might be coming to?

“Yes, I will explain when I get there, and keep your phone on,” he orders before hanging up.

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