Page 56 of Storm and Tempest
She turned to him and glared. “That actually makes itworse.”
Jax held up his hands but said nothing.
“I’m so glad to see you.” She looked at her brother. “Soglad you’re alive, and you’re all right. But trying to fight a conspiracy? You could get yourself killed…just like Mom and Dad.”
Maizie’s fingers zipped across her keyboard. Jax could see the conversation was upsetting her. He needed a way for Sandra and Elliot to figure this out another time, preferably when the teen wasn’t around.
Elliot said, “I’m not going to get?—”
Maizie gasped. She looked at Jax. “Their parents died in a plane crash.”
Jax said, “That’s tragic. I’m so sorry for your loss, guys.”
“No, you don’t understand.” Maizie shook her head. “The plane they were in was chartered by Escape, the airline company that changed its name a few years back to Emissary. The oneDominatusowns. Where Ramon and Zeyla went.”
Jax understood the gasp now. “It was one of their planes.”
The brother and sister absorbed this news. Elliot turned to Maizie. “You know for sure it was one of their planes?”
She nodded. “I’m sorry. I was just giving you guys some space to keep talking. I didn’t mean to find a connection.”
Jax went over and put his hand on her shoulder.
Elliot said, “We don’t know that they were part of it, or innocent bystanders who just happened to charter one of their planes. They could’ve been simply in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
Jax nodded. “They might’ve chartered a flight, not knowing the company had ugly ties.”
“But we’re going to look into it, right?” Sandra stepped away from her brother, putting a visible separation between them. “Find out if they were murdered?”
“You might not like what you find if you dig,” Jax warned her.
He’d had the same realization with his own parents, and the fact his father seemed to have a distant connection toDominatus.Though, in his dad’s case it was more like he’d made some kind of arrangement to stay out of their organization. Jax had tried several times to get his dad to explain the connection.His father hadn’t wanted to, but he was definitely linked to the organization in some fashion.
Elliot looked at his sister. “It’s up to you whether or not we look into their deaths. If you say leave it alone, I won’t dig.”
Sandra’s face twisted with grief. “It was a long time ago. I don’t remember them much more than you do. But I’d like to know who they really were if there’s something to find. And what really happened to them.”
Maizie said, “I’ll send you what I find. I’m still working through the companies Elliot was investigating.”
“Thank you, Maizie.” Sandra went to the coffee station again and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl someone had laid out. Several of the muffins had been taken.
“You’re welcome.” Maizie looked at Jax.
He raised his brows, and she smiled a little. “I need to check back on Samuel, but keep working. If we can get evidence that is undeniable, then we can pass that up the chain, along with the possibility of bringing Elliot on board.” He glanced at Elliot. “The group I’m part of is all within the government, and each of the people who are part of it have no idea of the others’ identities. So we can’t tell anyone who they are because we don’t know.”
He wasn’t sure how much of it was worth sharing. He hadn’t heard from his contact in weeks, and it didn’t seem that anyone else was submitting reports because he’d have been passed those as well.
Sandra said, “That sounds like what the bad guys are doing. What did you call them—Dominatus?” When he nodded, she continued, “Keeping everyone separated so no one person has the knowledge it would take to bring everyone down. How do you know you don’t work for them?”
Kenna’s people knew he’d made that deal with the president, but Jax wasn’t about to say that to these two when he didn’t know them all that well.
“I know.” Jax lifted his chin. “I have evidence.”
Sandra didn’t seem impressed by that. Elliot was back on his laptop.
The sister said, “It’s a real shame they chose to do it that way, keeping you all separate. Because that means you know nothing. So I don’t need you.”
Jax turned to her, his brows tugging together. “What do you?—”
