Page 91 of Undercover Savior

Con looked over at us, and I raised my glass of brandy. While he did the same, something told me he would rather have flipped me off. “Disappointed, perhaps?” I asked.

“I don’t know why he would be. All we do is argue.”

I raised a brow.

“Mostly.”

“The choice is yours. Should you prefer to stay here, you’re more than welcome.”

“I appreciate it.”

Before I could join Sullivan, Tag, Con, and Gus intercepted me. “A word?” Tag asked.

“Here or elsewhere?”

“Here. However, discreetly,” he responded.

“Go ahead.”

“I’ve spoken with my contact in Syria,” he said in a hushed tone.

We moved to the opposite side of the room from where the two women stood. “What did you learn?” I asked.

“Several things. First, Eric Weber doesn’t exist, according to the Syrian government.”

“Difficult to offer diplomatic protection to a ghost. He operates under an alias, I presume?”

“Not that I’ve yet been able to uncover one. What is confusing is that the immunity is in the name we know him as.”

“True. What else?”

“According to my source, the man without a name has close ties to Syrian military intelligence.”

“Nightingale also has reason to believe he’s met with both Russian and Chinese military leaders.”

Tag glared at Con. Perhaps he hadn’t wanted his source named. Although I couldn’t see a reason why he wouldn’t want me to know. I glanced over at Fallon and Sullivan, who were in the midst of their own conversation and likely hadn’t overheard.

“Does your source know what about?”

Tag shook his head. “Only that the most logical theory would be biological or chemical weapons development.” He turned to Con.

“I had minimal luck with the encrypted emails we believe were to or from Weber. While I can’t prove either, some of what I read confirmed an unknown suspect’s ties to Russia and China. Not those two countries alone, however.”

“Who else?”

“Those you would predict. Allies of either or both.”

“Any signs that they’re working together against a common enemy?” I asked.

Gus raised a brow. “Aren’t they always?”

“I suppose that’s a given. What else?”

“There’s mention of a secret research facility.”

My eyes widened. “Where?”

Con raised a brow.

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