Targeted by Katie Reus

Author:Katie Reus
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: love_contemporary
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2013-06-01T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Tradecraft: the methods developed by intelligence operatives to conduct their operations.

Jack tilted his head toward Sophie but still didn’t take his eyes off Ronald. “Sophie, I want you to take a picture of Mandy with the cell phone I gave you.”

“Uh, okay. Why?”

Always so inquisitive. Jack bit back a smile despite the situation. “I’m going to send her picture to my boss and see if they get a hit.” Normally he would handle an interrogation situation very differently, but with Sophie in the room, he was keeping himself restrained.

Barely.

Ronald was holding something back. Jack could feel it straight to his bones. Every time the man spoke, Jack could see the lies and worry in his eyes.

Jack waited as Sophie stood and did as he asked. When he heard the faint click of the phone, he spoke again. “Sophie, there’s a supply closet at the end of this hall. I want you to find anything you can to further restrain Mandy.”

Though he couldn’t see her, he could actually feel Sophie pause before leaving. Probably because she could sense the contained violence inside him. It wasn’t directed at her. Could never be directed at her. But if Ronald had had anything to do with those men going after Sophie, Jack would kill him here and now. Everything else including his fucking job could be damned. The thought of this bastard being in on that hit against her life made the primal man he kept locked down come roaring to the surface with the need to protect a woman who could never be his.

When he heard the door close behind her, he rounded the desk. With a foot, Jack shoved the chair back and placed his weapon over Ronald’s knee. “What aren’t you telling me?” Getting information out of people could be tricky. And Jack didn’t have time to figure out this guy’s weaknesses. Information gained from torture was rarely reliable, but the fear of pain was often worse.

“They have my daughter,” the other man whispered.

Jack paused, mentally reviewing the dossier he had on Weller’s family. It said his daughter was backpacking through Europe with friends. “How long?”

Beads of sweat rolled down his face. “Six months. So far they say they haven’t harmed her, but they threatened to kill her if I didn’t help with some of their deliveries.”

“Who are they working with in Africa?” Jack had already asked, but he still wasn’t convinced Ronald was telling the truth.

“I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t know. All I’m in charge of is providing a cover to get into places they normally couldn’t.”

“What about Keane Flight?”

“Paul is—was, I guess—in charge of doctoring flight logs and in some cases he deleted trips entirely. We coordinated our stories and I updated everything here.”

Okay, that lined up with what Keane had told Wesley. “When’s your next meeting with Vargas?”

“This weekend. Maybe sooner. He’s promised I’ll have my daughter back.”

This was why people should call in professionals when they were in trouble. “Did you call any law enforcement about this?”

Weller snorted.

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