Deceiver of Minds by Jordan L. Hawk

Author:Jordan L. Hawk
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Widdershins Press LLC

Annunciation Square consisted of a simple soccer field embedded in the Lower Garden District. At this time of night, it should have been dark and empty.

Instead, a lone man stood in the center, flashlight in hand. A black SUV was parked along the street, engine running, and Caleb could make out the shadows of other agents waiting inside.

But a couple of laps around the block, careful to stay out of sight, didn’t reveal anyone else. No signs of a trap.

Still, Caleb hesitated before stepping onto the field. While he wasn’t thrilled with the idea of trying to hide from SPECTR while on the run with John, things couldn’t just go back to the way they had been.

He crossed the open space, alert for any unexpected movement, coat flapping behind him. Pittman turned as he approached.

“There you are,” he said, sounding more annoyed than anything.

Gray watched through Caleb’s eyes. “I do not like this mortal.”

Same.

“I’ve been gracious enough to come and talk to you, yes,” Caleb said, giving Pittman a fake smile.

The empath’s eyes narrowed, but he said, “We’ve been over this. Kaniyar wants you back under wraps, so I’ll ignore your shitty, entitled attitude.”

Oh, fuck this guy. Caleb folded his arms over his chest. “Did you mention Operation Mephisto to her?”

“Yes,” Pittman said after a reluctant moment. “At Special Agent Noorzai’s insistence. The director checked into it. She wanted me to convey to you that the project was shut down years before the current administration.”

“So?” Caleb narrowed his eyes, not giving an inch. “I’m guessing some of the fuckers involved still work for SPECTR. Maybe promoted up the ladder, maybe off in some obscure office—either way, they’re still there.”

“I wouldn’t know.” Pittman made a frustrated sound. “You have to give her time, she only found out about this a few hours ago. It’s Christmas Eve; people are on vacation, which makes everything move slower.”

As if Kaniyar would even do something about it, if she thought any of the bastards could still be useful to her. “And what unsavory operations is she running, huh? Because no way did SPECTR just up and decide to quit fucking around with people’s lives in the name of national security, or whatever bullshit justification they used to torture kids in that basement.”

Pittman’s nostrils flared, and his eyes went cold. “Unsavory operations? Like you, do you mean?”

“You know that’s not—”

“No,” Pittman cut him off. “You’re the one who doesn’t know. Or rather, doesn’t understand, because you don’t want to. You’re a walking, talking black ops project. After what went down in Charleston, if the public knew you were out here with nothing to keep you from eating half of New Orleans except two handlers, one of whom is currently off the official radar, they’d be screaming for blood.”

Gray’s anger snapped through them. “We would not do that.”

“You killed an agent,” Pittman went on, disgust lacing his voice. “For that alone, you ought to be locked away forever. I don’t trust you, not because I can’t read you, but because of what you’ve done.

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