Page 55 of Undercover Savior

“Gus, make contact with Typhon. Regardless of where we’re headed, even if it is SIS’s headquarters, I want security teams in place around the clock.”

“Roger that.”

“Anything else?”

“What does she know, Ash?” Tag asked.

“I wish I knew. I’m not sure even she does.”

“Maybe it’s time we found out,” Con suggested.

“My first priority is her safety.”

“Understood. However, if whatever they’re doing is big enough that Weber will risk everything to get to her, then we bloody well better find out what it is.”

I went upstairs, and when I passed Sullivan’s room, I overheard her and Fallon speaking.

“What do you want me to do with this?” Fallon asked.

“Review it in the safest place you can find. Then brief them if you’re comfortable doing so.”

“Not without you, I won’t.”

“The choice is yours. However, time may force your hand.”

I rapped on the door and entered without being bidden. “What is that?” I asked, motioning to the piece of cardboard Fallon held in her hand.

“There’s a microSD card attached,” Sullivan responded.

“My apologies, but would you please give that to me?”

“I beg your pardon?” Sullivan said. Fallon, on the other hand, held it out to me.

“Periscope is dead. We don’t yet know the cause, but someone got to her. Whatever is on that card, whatever you’ve uncovered about Tower-Meridian, whoever possesses that knowledge will have a target on their back.” I faced Sullivan and looked into her eyes. “Do you understand?”

“I do.”

“Transport is on the way, and when they arrive, we’ll depart.” I turned to Fallon. “While Con assures me Glenshadow is airtight in terms of what we discussed, my belief is that Weber is able to assess our current vulnerabilities and act on them. That you were here at all already makes you a target.

“What do you suggest?” she asked.

“Protection.”

She nodded. “Understood.”

“Will you excuse us?” I asked.

“Of course.” Fallon walked out the door and shut it behind her.

“Forgive my intrusion—” I began, but stopped when Sullivan covered her face with her hands.

“No need to apologize. I didn’t realize…”

“What have you uncovered, Sully?” I asked after putting my arms around her.

“I wish I knew,” she said, resting her cheek against my shoulder.

Once we arrived wherever Typhon was sending us, I’d ask her to share the contents of the card with me. It would be up to Sullivan whether she trusted me enough to do so.

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