Page 78 of Undercover Savior

“Mobile records?”

“Several calls made to numbers indicative of burner phones. None more than once.”

“What about that night?” Sullivan asked. No one needed her to say which she spoke of.

“There was one at seventeen hundred hours,” Con responded.

“I’m unsure what steps to take,” said Fallon.

“Anything done now will tip him off and likely Weber too,” said Tag.

“Speaking of Weber.”

When Con hesitated, I knew it was something I wasn’t going to like. “Go on,” I snapped.

“He has diplomatic protection.”

“What?From whom?”

“Syria. And, yes, I have verified that he holds dual citizenship,” Con added.

“A Russian ally.”

“China’s as well,” Fallon added.

“As I said the other day,” Con began. “Whoever he has working for him has been able to bury most everything about the man. My best estimation is that one parent was from the UK and the other Syrian.”

“What does this mean in terms of prosecution?” I asked.

“Unlikely.”

Then, he had to die. It was as simple as that. I’d address the possibility with Typhon tomorrow.

“Clearly, the only option is assassination,” Tag muttered from where he stood near the window.

My eyes met his. “I wouldn’t have said it,” I muttered.

While I expected him to give me some kind of grief, he didn’t. “I know,” was his only comeback.

“What of Clive Edwards?” Fallon asked. “It’ll be easy enough to put him off until after the holiday break, particularly since I’m also in the States.” She winked at Sullivan.

“His desperation will cause him to screw up,” said Con.

“I could confront him.”

All eyes turned to Sullivan.

“Absolutely not,” I said in too loud a voice.

She raised her chin in my direction. Clearly, that wasn’t the right thing to say, given the look on her face. I couldn’t think of any way to backpedal, however.

“I’d like to suggest we split into smaller groups, each with a specific mandate. Sullivan and I will work together,” said Fallon. “There’s something major at play here that we’re not seeing, and spinning our wheels is getting us nowhere.”

“I have a contact in Syria,” offered Tag. I was stunned but wouldn’t ask who or why.

“I’ll continue working on the encrypted communications,” said Con. “There’s got to be at least a few I can crack open.”

“Is there a library?” Fallon asked.

---