Chapters (39)
- Half Title Page
- Books by Rachel Dylan
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- CHAPTERONE
- CHAPTERTWO
- CHAPTERTHREE
- CHAPTERFOUR
- CHAPTERFIVE
- CHAPTERSIX
- CHAPTERSEVEN
- CHAPTEREIGHT
- CHAPTERNINE
- CHAPTERTEN
- CHAPTERELEVEN
- CHAPTERTWELVE
- CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
- CHAPTERFOURTEEN
- CHAPTERFIFTEEN
- CHAPTERSIXTEEN
- CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
- CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
- CHAPTERNINETEEN
- CHAPTERTWENTY
- CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
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- TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTERTWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT
- Epilogue
- Author’s Note
- About the Author
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O’Leary smiled, and Zane wondered what he’d said to get that reaction out of her. “Agent Carter, we appreciate your zeal, but we’re just trying to get to the facts. This isn’t an inquisition.”
He huffed. “Could’ve fooled me.”
Sanchez rested his hands on the table. “It isn’t. We really are just trying to ferret out what actually went down in Honduras. Given everything that has happened since the team returned, this is just one more angle that we have to examine. You’ve been doing this for quite a few years. You’re a Marine. You have the experience to see it too. Aren’t there just one too many coincidences here?”
“You think this is an inside job and the person is on my team—or to take it further, you think it’s me.” Zane’s anger bubbled right below the surface, and if he wasn’t careful, he might explode. That would only make him look more guilty.
“Why isn’t it you?” O’Leary’s clear blue eyes questioned him.
“Because I’m a loyal patriot who serves my country. I’m not a thief, and I’m most certainly not a turncoat. I put my tail on the line all the time to fight for what I believe in. If I was that money hungry, why wouldn’t I be in the private sector? Believe me, I get recruiters calling me all the time. But that’s not me. It’s not how I’m made. Never has been, and never will be.”
“So if we dig into your finances, we’re not going to see an influx of cash?” Sanchez asked.
A thought hit Zane. His family money. “You won’t find an influx of cash, no, but you will find a substantial amount of funds. That money is from my family. I have it set aside and don’t touch it because I don’t like relying on things I didn’t earn, and frankly, I don’t have the best relationship with my father, and the money comes from his family business. If you look closely enough, you’ll be able to confirm I’m telling the truth about that. All of that money is fully traceable.”
As he watched their expressions remain unchanged, he realized they already knew all of this and were just testing him to see if he would tell the truth.
“Fair enough,” Maddie said. “What about the rest of your team?”
That got his attention. “What do you mean?”
“Have you noticed any of their spending habits change?”