Chapters (53)
- Cover
- Endorsements
- Half Title Page
- Books by Elizabeth Goddard
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
- Another Thrilling Story from the Author
- ONE
- About the Author
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- Back Cover
Finally, back at Stone Wolf Ranch, Alex hopped out of the vehicle. He’d put that phone call off too long, and now he had no excuses. He was actually surprised Lynch hadn’t called him. He had three bars.
Agents might swoop down on Hanstech one way or another regarding what could be the murder of a federal agent. And Alex was exactly where he hadn’t wanted to be. Caught in the middle.
Nathan steered away, and Jack got into his vehicle and followed him. Alex hiked away from the house and back toward the cabin where he’d been protecting Mackenzie. He should use his new drone detection device first before he made the call to make sure no one was using a drone to listen to his conversation.
He lugged the case out onto the table and turned it on. While it calibrated, he looked at his cell and noticed that Mackenzie had sent him a text. She could derail him, so he decided he would make the call to Lynch first. Alex tinkered with the device, which didn’t detect a drone. Good enough.
On his cell, he called his superior.
“Lynch,” the guy barked.
His attempt at intimidating Alex? Letting him know he was about to lose his job? If he was going down, he would go down fighting. He would lead this conversation.
“I’ll get right to the point,” Alex said. “There’s a missing prototype drone. We can assume the cybercriminal has physically taken control of it and will deliver it to his contacts soon. Add to that, a federal agent was working undercover at Hanstech and is now dead. Sir, the State Department has a vested interest because it could involve espionage, possible stolen military secrets.” Shut up, Alex. You already tried to make your case last night.
The line was quiet. He thought he’d lost the call, then glanced at it to confirm that, no, Lynch was still there. The man was probably chewing on the information and building up to an explosion. Alex braced himself.
“And you know this how?”
“The CEO of the company shared the information with her sister. I was present for the conversation. Sir, per my original call to you, I have a friend involved. I offered to help because of the time-sensitive activity. I felt it prudent to stay involved.” He was repeating himself, but he wanted reassurance from Lynch. Maybe if he kept quiet, he would get it. He sounded entirely too nervous.