The hairs on Shane’s nape rose. Not a good sign.

Alex headed into the office. He came back with a key on a large clear Perspex keychain.

“Shouldn’t we check that for DNA?” asked Shane.

“It’s Sunita’s master key. She said it never leaves her side.”

Alex popped his trunk.

Shane pulled ballistics vests out of his backseat and tossed one to Alex. “Put it on.”

Alex’s brow rose in amusement as Shane helped himself to gloves and boot covers which he stuffed into his back pocket.

“No trouble at Yael’s house last night?”

Shane glanced at the man. “No indication anyone came near the place but the security guards in the gatehouse need to up their game.”

Alex nodded thoughtfully.

“Do you really think Yael is in danger?” Shane asked, disquiet filling him at the prospect.

“EG likes to play games and believes he’s smarter than the rest of us. He saw her face. He’ll be doing everything he can to identify her. The more difficult he finds it, the more intrigued he’ll be.”

“He did access Yael’s machine. Maybe he already knows who she is.”

“It’s possible but I doubt it. Why give himself away if he’d infiltrated her computer without her realizing?”

Shane shrugged.

“I checked her systems and they were all clean. EG knew where we were going to be and what we’d be searching for. He made it so we focused on trying to save Anya Baker rather than treading more cautiously when, in reality, Anya was already dead. He used our humanity against us.” Alex squinted at the sun that was strong despite the low temperature and gathering storm clouds.

“Could someone inside the task force be helping him?”

Alex’s gaze sharpened and hooked onto his. “Did you suspect Yael? Is that why you attached yourself to her?”

Shane felt his hackles rise and reminded himself they were on the same team. “My best friend was murdered. I suspect everyone.”

Alex slipped a bullet magazine into his back pocket. “Yael has no motive and doesn’t like violence. She isn’t involved and if you hurt her, I will personally make you wish you’d never left Georgia.”

“Well, you can try.” Shane sent him a tight smile. “And I have no intention of hurting her. I don’t think she’s involved.” Not anymore. “I am concerned about this asshole targeting her though.”

“Which is why we need to get on with our jobs.” Alex closed his trunk. “How do you want to do this?”

Shane scoffed. “You’re asking me now?”

“You’re the senior FBI agent on scene,” Alex countered.

Shane snorted. “Sure.”

He could tell from how Alex Parker handled himself that he was more than capable of doing this alone. Presumably he wanted Shane’s legitimacy as well as Yael’s computer skills.