“They frame me to take the fall by purposely not attacking me. I’m painted as the traitor, and the real culprit keeps working for the cartel on the inside.”

Mason drummed his fingers on the table. “Sounds plausible to me. We have to figure out what those intercepts are they claim they have on you, though.”

“There’s nothing legit there. I can promise you that.” Zane hoped Mason would see the truth here.

“Okay. Defend yourself vigorously, and we’ll get through this. I don’t think the team really thinks you’re the mole, either, but they wouldn’t be doing their jobs if they didn’t run this thing down.”

“The mole isn’t me, but it is someone who has skills and is dangerous. We all need to watch our backs.”

Mason nodded before pausing. “How is Cass holding up?”

Zane wasn’t going to reveal just how vulnerable he thought Cass had become, because as much as he trusted Mason, it just wasn’t something he thought he should say. Cass needed time to get her head on straight, and she had earned that time without his color commentary on her mental state. “She’s solid. It’s been a lot to take in, but she’ll be fine.”

“Cass is a great agent, but she hasn’t seen combat like you and me. I just want to make sure she’s emotionally okay. Do you think she’d be open to counseling?”

Zane hesitated. “I don’t know.”

“Your face says it all. I didn’t think she’d want to do it either, because she’d be afraid it would make her seem weak, when that’s completely not the case. Do me a favor and ask her about it. I’d prefer she agree to it as opposed to it being an order coming from me.”

“Understood.” Zane would see what he could do.

Mason left him alone, and in a few minutes Cass returned with two cups in her hands.

“Coffee for you.”

“Thanks.”

She sat down, and he did the same. “What was that all about?” she asked. “Mason seemed even more serious than his normal self.”

Best to just lay it out on the table. “He was giving me a heads-up that I’m going to be looked at.”

Her eyebrows went up. “Looked at for what?”

“As being the inside man.”

She let out a loud laugh. “Wow. This really is amateur hour around here if that’s what’s happening. Is this just because no one has directly come after you?”

He shook his head. “No. That’s just an add-on. They claim they have evidence on me. If there is any supposed evidence, then someone wants me to take the fall for this.”

She grabbed his arm. “We can’t let that happen. Just let me know how I can help.”