Page 46 of Midnight Escape

His wide eyes sought out Stone, who looked like a kid trying to not be observed. “Aoife Moira Gallagher.”

“What’s that first name again?” Devon asked.

“Aoife, pronounced like I said it. ‘Ee-fah.’ It’s the Celtic version of Eva or Ava.” That last part had been useless information, and Devon’s expression agreed.

“How do you spell it?” Devon turned back to his screen, his hands hovering over his keyboard.

He spelled her name and stiffened at Devon’s hands flying over his laptop keyboard. “Devon, stop. Your search could trigger an alert.”

After rolling his eyes, Devon gave Danny a bored stare. “It won’t be from any search of mine.”

“Well…” Danny gulped, ready to take more hits today. “My brother set her and her brother up with fake passports and I got a driver’s license to match.”

Devon and AJ looked at each other, and Danny hated when he couldn’t read them.

“You did that?” Devon asked him but looked at Stone.

“No, I helped. Her new name in the system is Moira Lee Wright.”

Chuckles went around the room at that.

“I’m not even going to talk about the illegal stuff yet, well, I am on one thing. But she’s not a citizen.”

He and Stone looked at each other, and Danny mentally shrugged.

AJ waved his arm. “Can you get to the damn point?”

Obviously, he felt the same about Reagan’s swear jar disappearing. “As she left the cleaning job, she was caught by someone to take a tray service to the minister and her guests. Only, she waited outside since they were talking. They’d left the door open a crack. In a hurry to leave, she set the tray on the floor and heard someone threaten to kill her brother. So, she ran, knocking over the service tray in the process. As you can imagine, it made noise.”

A variety of responses came from the team, but they all had one theme. “Damn.”

“Did I mention she recorded them and they spoke about working together?”

The team stood, waiting through the entire story; he knew they didn’t miss a thing.

“When she left, Moira went straight to her cop brother. My brother got the two of them out of the country. Plus, her brother’s pregnant girlfriend, who happens to be the daughter of said drug lord. In the air, the drug lord’s daughter needed medical attention, so the flight stopped over in Boston. They sent Moira on to me as planned. She lives with me, so I can keep a watch on her in case my brother’s plan falls through. She only has one set of friends, and—” He looked at Stone who nodded. “—she’s there now.”

A few eyes flicked to what they could see of Devon’s big screen with a red dot pinpointing Moira’s location.

“She didn’t actually hear what was on the recording at the mansion, until later at her brother’s home. It didn’t matter though, because if they knew someone was listening, that person would be in trouble. My brother staged their deaths in Ireland to keep the drug boss off their trail. He’s keeping his ear to the ground for trouble.”

AJ wiped his forehead before speaking. “If they still think she’d dead, why the problem now, especially if she’s just at her friend’s house and your brother hasn’t told you of a threat?”

Danny took in a calming breath to keep from feeling that urgency and fear lacing like knots through him. “Last night, two men followed her.”

AJ’s inhaled breath permeated through the room. Alpha team stood stoically. Doc and Cowboy must’ve updated them before they entered HQ.

Danny continued, “Based on Doc’s and Cowboy’s visual IDs, we think they’re from the Underground. Whether they chose her or Boyle—the drug lord in Ireland—hired them, we don’t know.”

AJ swore, and Danny wasn’t sure which option garnered it, and that set like a lead weight in his stomach, rolling around to keep him from stopping. “How’s your brother getting his information?”

“He works for Boyle.” As he expected, a stillness raced through the room. All eyes were riveted on him. “That’s a story for another day, but it benefits us right now. We can trust him. He got them out.”

The brothers seemed to think for a minute. Then they both began snapping orders.

Devon told Stone to get to the computer and keep watching that dot.

“But this is my team, too. I should be by their side,” Stone insisted.

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