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Running the software, she got her answer.

“Yes, today, but it was an American businessman,” she said, putting his face on the screen. “John Wellman, out of DC. He’s a military contractor.”

That wasn’t odd.

So far.

“Who was on the flight?” Jagger asked, hoping they could get the manifesto.

Merry hit a key.

“MATE, scan the media and see who was coming back,” she said, not sure if the flight itinerary would be logged or not.

It only took MATE a few seconds.

“There is no manifesto recorded with the FAA. Media coverage says that his wife and children were on the flight. They were coming back from a trip to Paris. It is all over the media that they will be in NOLA. John Wellman has a vacation home here.”

That didn’t really help them.

“Okay, so we know that the assassins are here, and that Reaper took out two, but we aren’t sure if that flight had the legit people on it.”

Greyson’s right-hand man shared what he could.

“He travels or has multiple,” Dimitri said. “The lower the number he’s given him, the more valuable to him.”

Alyona thought about the tattoo that had once been on her from him.

She’d been One.

Thankfully, she’d had it removed.

“Then we have to move fast,” Maura said. “If he’s not here, he will be soon. If he is here, we have a whole other set of issues.”

On that, they all agreed.

When MATE went crazy beeping, Merry rolled over to the screen.

“What did you find?” she asked MATE, who appeared sitting on the consol.

She hopped off and headed toward Maura, and both Alyona and Jax stepped back.

“What the hell is that?” he asked, protectively putting Alyona behind him.

MATE focused on him.

“I’m MATE. You can call me Zen or MATE. I’m the computer here.”

He said nothing.

What was he supposed to say to that?

The computer was walking around the room.

Greyson sighed.

“They are so damn lucky,” he muttered.

Yeah, Jax was pretty sure the boss had lost his goddamn mind.

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