Page 38 of Misunderstood Hacker

He wrapped his arms around me before I had time to stand up. “I was going to tell you tonight. One of my friends in the CIA saw chatter about a new bounty on your head.”

This could be a low-level guy. “How much?”

“I like her. She gets right to the point. I would appreciate knowing the same thing.” Suzy had set a plate of warm cookies in front of us along with a couple glasses of milk.

Brock grabbed a cookie, enjoying the delicious morsel and ignoring our question.

“How much, Brock?” I demanded.

He leaned his head back and mumbled through his cookie, “One million dollars.”

A million dollars? This person wasn’t playing around. My presence was putting Brock’s mother in danger. “We have to go. I can’t have your mom in the crosshairs with me.”

“I have a gun, security cameras, and alarms set up around here. Don’t worry about me.”

“Mom has a top-of-the-line security system. She also knows how to shoot a gun.” Brock shrugged. “We’re fine. I changed the flight information en route. I made it look like we continued on to California.”

“You didn’t think it would be a good idea to tell me what was going on?”I pointed at Brock. “This should have been talked about before we left. Is the team working on this? Why aren’t we helping?”

I tried to stand up again, but Brock held me tight. Suzy exited out the rear door of the kitchen.

“Jessica, I would have told you on the way here, but you were so worried about meeting my mom that I didn’t want to add to your stress. I had planned to tell you tonight. The team is working on it right—”

We heard multiple gunshots coming from outside.

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