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  1. “YOU CAN TOUCH ME ALL YOU WANT, BUT I WON’T ABANDON THE JOB.”
  2. Also by
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. Chapter Ten
  17. Chapter Eleven
  18. Chapter Twelve
  19. Chapter Thirteen
  20. Chapter Fourteen
  21. Chapter Fifteen
  22. Chapter Sixteen
  23. Chapter Seventeen
  24. Chapter Eighteen
  25. Chapter Nineteen
  26. Chapter Twenty
  27. Chapter Twenty-One
  28. Chapter Twenty-Two
  29. Chapter Twenty-Three
  30. Chapter Twenty-Four
  31. Chapter Twenty-Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Six
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  36. Chapter Thirty
  37. Chapter Thirty-One
  38. Chapter Thirty-Two
  39. Chapter Thirty-Three
  40. Chapter Thirty-Four
  41. Chapter Thirty-Five
  42. Chapter Thirty-Six
  43. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  44. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  45. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  46. Chapter Forty
  47. Chapter Forty-One
  48. Chapter Forty-Two
  49. Teaser chapter
  50. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Raider snorted as the caffeine and sugar hit his system and woke him completely up. “We should check in with Force again.”

“Talked to him about three in the morning,” Wolfe returned. “He’s obsessing about Lassiter again. Not sleeping.”

“He never stopped obsessing,” Raider said. “At some point, that’s the case we need to work full out.” Of course, first they had to take down the Coonan organization. It seemed like horrific deadlines kept cropping up to prevent them from dealing with Force’s ghost.

“One thing at a time,” Wolfe said, as if reading Raider’s mind. “Malcolm is getting a court order to search the entire cemetery where Banaghan said he buried the shit. If you ask me, he’s lying.”

“Would you trust us?” Raider asked.

Wolfe shrugged. “In his situation? Probably not. But his daughter is with us, and that has to mean something.”

“His daughter who has made questionable choices since she was a young teenager,” Raider said thoughtfully. “Can’t blame Sean for being cautious.” Though time was running out for caution.

A rustle sounded from the motel room.

“Your lady is up,” Wolfe said, straightening.

His lady? Raider drew in a deep breath before the day ran away from him.

Wolfe’s phone dinged, and he pulled it from his back pocket to read the face. His expression darkened. “Huh.”

“What is it?” Raider asked, his instincts thrumming.

Wolfe looked his way. “Apparently Sean Banaghan knocked out both of the HDD guards on him and is now in the wind.”

Raider took a moment to let the words penetrate his brain. “Well, shit.”

“Yep.” Wolfe slid the phone back into place. “Get Brigid to move faster. We have to return to DC. Now.”

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-One

Brigid settled back into her computer room at the Deep Ops unit after a short but way too bumpy flight, a quick shower, and a change of clothing. Her body ached from the tumble into the water and the long swim, and her muscles felt like somebody had stretched them out of place. But her windowless room with three consoles, wondrous hard drives, and two laptops eased her stress. An L-shaped desk spanned all three walls except the one with the door, and she had three rolling chairs set around.

She had different young farm animals up as her screensavers. The calf was probably her favorite.

She quickly diagrammed on a piece of paper the one page she remembered from Eddie’s computer, with the odd countries and dates. Obviously he was conducting some sort of international business, but the page didn’t give any clue as to what kind. She’d run those by Angus later.

The computer blinked at her, and she typed a program into place. Where the heck was her dad? Before the last week, she would’ve bet anything he would return to the farm. Now, who knew?