Contents (110)
- Contents
- About the Book
- About the Author
- PART ONE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- PART TWO
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- PART THREE
- Chapter 69
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Chapter 90
- Chapter 91
- Chapter 92
- Chapter 93
- Chapter 94
- Chapter 95
- Chapter 96
- Chapter 97
- Chapter 98
- Chapter 99
- Chapter 100
- Chapter 101
- Chapter 102
- Chapter 103
- What did you think?
He looked back to Burke and Carter, who were still gathering up the hard-drive pieces. Burke had now grabbed a second trash can.
Putting his ear back to the door, he heard the rustle of clothing. The CIA team was coming. They’d run out of time.
“Get him out of here, Carter,” Nic said. “And catch the bastard who killed my friend.”
Carter’s eyes went wide. “Nic, don’t—”
But his mind was made up. He holstered his Sig Sauer and pushed through the steel door, closing it behind him.
He walked casually forward, examining the hallway and the few rooms along the way. One of doors had a window, but all he could see inside were some metal cases that were about the size of a small dorm-room refrigerator.
Holding up his hands as soon as the flashlight beams hit him and the angry voices told him not to move, Nic kept walking forward, vying for time to keep as much distance between the CIA and the lab in order to buy his friends the time they needed.
He couldn’t see faces, but he recognized one of the voices. “Officer Juliano,” Yoshida said. “Strange meeting you here.”
“Yeah, I was looking for the bathroom, but I think I took a wrong turn somewhere,” Nic said. “Maybe you could—”
With the powerful flashlight beams still in his eyes, he didn’t see the blow coming or know what hit him. He just felt the sharp pain in his temple, and then the lights went out.
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With the pieces of the hard drives gathered up, Carter and Burke hurried back out the way they had come in. Carter hated leaving Nic behind. The kid was brave, but impetuous, and he honestly had no idea what Yoshida would do with the young officer. In his experience, the CIA could be unpredictable, especially when it came to keeping their secrets and covering their asses. And there was a cold indifference in Yoshida’s eyes that made Carter feel uneasy.
They reached the scissor lift, and Carter operated the controls. The lift started to rise with a whir of the hydraulics.
To Burke, he said, “All those pieces you picked up had better be worth it.”
“I hope so. I did pick up several investigative vertices and new data points, and I know a guy who may be able to do something with the hard drive components. He’s a wizard.”
“He better be. I don’t think the techs at the bureau could pull a single megabyte out of that mess.”
“Do you think Nic will be okay?”
“I honestly don’t know, kid. We’re in uncharted waters here. I have a few contacts at the agency, but if they give us some national security runaround … I just don’t know.”
Burke’s head drooped, and Carter could see the doubt creeping in, the second-guessing of his choices.
“We’ll figure it out, kid. And Nic made his choice.”
“He stuck his neck out for me. Put himself in danger to help me.”