Page 94 of Undercover Savior

David shrugged and sighed. “No idea.”

“What’s this about?” I asked after we’d parked and were nearing the front door.

“Apparently, I score very low on both observation and investigative skills.”

“I disagree.”

“I appreciate it, but don’t feel as though you have to placate me.”

I opened the door, and we went inside.

“You recognized me and saved my life. Anyone who says you aren’t observant is out of their mind.”

I took off my coat and slung it on the back of the sofa. When David’s fists were clenched at his sides and it looked like he might have even been biting the inside of his cheek, I picked it up and hung it on the coat rack instead. “Sorry.”

“There’s nothing to apologize for.”

“Now, that I hung it up.”

“Sorry?”

“My coat.”

David held out his hand and led me to the sofa. “There are things we need to discuss.”

“Tonight?”

“As much as I’d like to put it off, I don’t think it would be wise to do so.”

“Is this what you were discussing in the library after dinner?”

“Yes.”

“Then, you’re right. You should tell me.”

“As you know, Tag has a contact in Syria. What he was able to learn was that, according to their government, there is no such person as Eric Weber.”

“He obviously uses an alias. Perhaps more than one.”

“Agreed. Except the diplomatic protection he has via Syria is in the name of Eric Weber.”

My brow furrowed. “That is curious.”

“Secondly, he has ties to Syrian military intelligence, and she believes he has met with both the Russian and Chinese governments.”

“She?”

“Err, yes. His source.”

“Go on.”

“The logical theory as far as what he’s shipping is either biological or chemical weapons.”

I disagreed, but I’d wait until he was finished to comment.

“From what Con was able to decipher from encrypted emails, Weber may also be working with the UK and our allies. And finally, he believes there’s evidence of a secret research facility.”

“Here in Scotland.”

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