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“I’m already in the line of fire,” Cormack pointed out. “Soh’s going to come after me. If not now, then later.”
“Maybe,” Kit said. “But he can’t come after you if he doesn’t know where you are. And he’s not going to want to split his resources. If he’s going to try something at the courthouse, he’s probably going to keep all of his focus there.”
“Even so,” Cormack said, “my men and I might be useful.”
“I’m sure,” Kit said. “But I can’t take on that responsibility.” She picked her head up and kissed him. “Not anymore.” She got out of bed and put on her clothes.
He sat there in bed, his head swimming. He had too many questions rushing at him all at once. “This doesn’t make any sense,” he said. “You need all the help you can get. And I need all the help I can get. We’re on the same team.”
She looked at him, and the intimacy that he thought he’d detected earlier seemed to be gone. “We’re not on the same team. Not really,” she said. “Everything I’ve done with you has been illegal. I’ve never had authorization for any of it. You know that.”
“I know that,” he conceded. “But it’s been in everyone’s best interests.”
“Has it?” she asked. “Maybe it has. I don’t know anymore. All I know is that I’ve taken care of this,” she said. “I need you to not interfere tomorrow.”
“That’s it?”
“For now,” she said. “Not forever.” She leaned over the bed and kissed him. There was none of the warmth that there had been before. “I have to leave, I have somewhere I need to be. You can let yourself out.”
She walked around the half-wall that served to cordon off the bedroom area. In the large open space he could hear her shoes clack over the wooden floors. He heard the front door open and then slam shut.
SIXTY-ONE
Kit had George Martin run the meeting. Boston’s law enforcement community was still an old boys’ club at the higher echelons, and she knew that she had a tendency to antagonize those within the establishment. Having Agent Martin run the meeting would also appear to put distance between herself and the information she’d received from Soh. She’d told Martin that she had an informant, and after some convincing, he’d accepted the accuracy of the information without knowing the specific source. The two of them had discussed the plan at length. Now he was relaying that plan to the other men in charge of security for the next day’s hearing at the court.