Page 34 of Now or Never
“If MSI is behind it,” Jax continued, “we might run into a problem.”
“Or we find the person, and they intended to do the world a favor, but they just missed.” She paused. “How do you shake the hand of someone who killed a child?”
“I should text Bear and ask, but I’m afraid,” he admitted. “Taking outDominatuskey players is in their wheelhouse right now. They’re on a tear trying to do what they can to shut the whole thing down.”
“I’ve been afraid to even think about that.” Kenna winced. “He’ll probably be mad that wearen’tdoing it.”
“He hasn’t asked for help, so maybe he gets it. He lost Ally in New Orleans.”
“You spent more time with him, rescuing me.”
“Doesn’t mean I have an ‘in’ on what their plan is.” Jax shook his head. “If we ran into one of them out here, I wouldn’t be surprised.”
“I guess we need to know if they’re behind this.” She stopped because they were at the yellow police tape that ringed the area around the black spot where fire had left ash burned into the street and the sidewalk. The other side of the street had been cleared, cars now driving over where the bus had flipped.
People going about their business in a spot where children had died.
She pushed that thought away and watched the three—no, four—FBI agents in tan khakis, polo shirts, and windbreakers walk the scene with gloves on and evidence bags in hand. One final sweep for anything that might have been left behind.
“Huh.” The word was little more than a sound of surprise from Jax.
“What is it?” She looked from him over to what had his attention.
A female agent came over, and it was someone she recognized.
“Special Agent…” Kenna began. The name escaped her, but this agent had been there right before Kenna was kidnapped.
The agent stopped in front of the tape, surprise in her dark-brown features. “Jax. Kenna.”
“Special Agent Herron.” Jax stiffened. “You’re working this taskforce?”
Right. That was her name.
Andrette Herron had been working with Jax during the time Kenna was a captive, coerced by their enemy into manipulating what was going on at the FBI. Jax had left the agent to her fate after he found out that her children were being used as pawns. Andrette had worked to ensure their safety then, and Jax had a fight of his own. They hadn’t been able to work together without jeopardizing both.
Was that what they were supposed to do now?
“I thought being sent here was a demotion,” Herron replied. “It all happened so fast that I’ve only been on the ground a day and a half. This is my first visit to the site.” She shook her head. “Now that you’re here, maybe there’s another reason I’m here altogether.”
“If there is,” Jax said. “I’d like to hear it.”
Chapter Fourteen
Kenna took the corner seat in the coffee shop that put her back to the wall. The ability to prevent someone approaching you from behind was worth its weight in gold when you never had any idea when the threat might come. She didn’t know if Special Agent Herron was aware of her pregnancy, but she didn’t want to be bundled up in her coat with the heating in here cranked to the “Florida in August” setting.
The fed took a seat opposite her, and Jax came over with the drinks. Conversation had taken a hiatus between their walking the two blocks to get here and ordering beverages.
“Thanks.” She took the paper cup from Jax and sat with her elbows on the table so as not to draw Agent Herron’s attention to her baby bump.
He smiled and took the seat beside her, then faced Agent Herron. “Last time I saw you was the bank. You killed the Kenna lookalike.”
“And you weren’t surprised I was alive when you saw me just now?” Kenna lifted her brows, taking a sip of her drink.
Agent Herron took the lid off her drink and stirred it with the wooden stick, holding the tea bag with her fingers. “That is the last time I saw you. Jax, at least.” She laid the stick down. “Evenafter I shot her, I still wasn’t sure it wasnotKenna. Until the medical examiner took a look. They ran the fingerprints, and it didn’t come back as you.” She glanced at Kenna. “It came back as the suspect in a suspicious death case in Anchorage.”
“Given the proximity, I’m not surprised.” Kenna set down her cup. That was close to where the platform had been, and after being rescued, she was taken to the nearest hospital which had been the trauma center in Anchorage.
“So we closed that case, and no one claimed the body that I know of.”
