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“No, she’s not.”

“Have you tried contacting her?”

“Several times.”

“What did she want to talk with you about?”

“She only said it was important and that . . .”

“Yes?”

“She was worried about your safety.”

“From whom?”

“She wanted to discuss it with me in person.”

“Any guesses?”

“None I’d be willing to share over the phone.”

“Something’s happened, Indira. No one has seen her since this morning. Sybil and Elsie haven’t answered my texts either.” She took a steadying breath. “According to my driver, someone within HCVS hired him to kill Victoria. Mason couldn’t go through with it, but they hired a second assassin who had no problem with follow-through.”

“Your driver, what’s his name?”

“Mason Wade.”

“Who was the other shooter?”

“Seb Grimball, but he’s dead.”

“You believe this Mason?”

“Yes, I do. The optics aren’t good.”

Silence settled on the other side of the call for several long seconds. “Did Jillian fly commercial or private?”

“I don’t know. I’ll look into it.”

“Kayla?”

“Yes?”

“Do not contact any other Service members until you hear from me. I’ll see what I can find out from my end.”

“Thank you?—”

The line went dead. She stared down at her now silent phone, wishing she could get a hold of Mason. He knew more than what he’d told them. She was certain of it.

“I think it’s time you leveled with me, don’t you?”

Kayla closed her eyes briefly before pivoting to find Ash leaning against the open doorframe, arms crossed.

A large lump rose in the back of her throat, doing its damnedest to suffocate her. She swallowed hard and nodded.

“Yes, it’s time.”

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