Page 75 of Now or Never
“Let’s find a door to knock on so we can informDominatusof that fact. Make sure they understand they’re going to leave you guys and the babyalone.” He put extra emphasis on that last word.
“Thanks.” She took a bite of her sandwich, even though she wasn’t that hungry. She probably wouldn’t have an appetite until?—
The door to the medical office opened, and a doctor in slacks and a buttoned shirt came in, stethoscope around his neck but no lab coat.
“You know what?” Zeyla turned to him. “I actually changed my mind.”
Jax stood. “What’s that?”
“I don’t wanna have this visit today.” She rushed past the doctor. “Sorry for wasting your time.”
He sputtered, but Zeyla was already out the door.
Kenna sat at the RV dinette table so she could see the image more closely. It wobbled as Jax followed Zeyla down the hall toward an illuminated EXIT sign.
“What is it?” he asked her.
“I got a weird vibe before he even came in. Something isn’t right.”
“So you bail on the mission? I thought you wanted to get kidnapped.”
Kenna frowned at their conversation.
Zeyla pushed on the bar across the door, and the screen washed with bright sunlight as they stepped outside. “Who knows what’s going to draw them out?—”
“FBI! Freeze!”
Jax and Zeyla pulled up short, surrounded by agents with weapons pointed squarely at them. Zeyla glanced at Jax. “See what I mean? Not right.”
“Stand down!” Special Agent Herron walked between two agents, approaching them. She eyed Zeyla. “Another lookalike?”
Zeyla tugged off the wig to reveal her hair pinned back underneath, holding the fake Kenna-do up with her hands. “I wasn’t even pretending that hard. Why are you guys here?”
Ramon reached over and hit the mute button on the laptop. “You can hear about how they talked their way out of that later. I have something.”
Kenna tore her attention from the screen, at least assured that Jax was safe for the moment. The agents with their weapons were standing down. Realizing that whatever the reason they’d shown up was done now. Likely they were there to round up another of the lawyers, but this operation was a bust.
“What do you have?” Kenna asked. If he told her fast, she could listen to the conversation after.
“The unit Mitch Caudelle was in is the same as Simon Newton. There were three other guys in their team, and they weren’t anything special on paper. No secret assignments. Nothing out of the ordinary. Just a fire team or whatever they call them. At least according to what Stairns’ contact was able to dig up, they were just average grunts who did what they were told.”
The nature of which always depended on who was giving the orders.
“Just because there’s nothing overly suspicious about it doesn’t mean that’s the truth,” Kenna said. “It isn’t like covert ops is listed as that in their records.” She snuck a glance at Jax and Zeyla and saw they were still in conversation with the special agent.
They’d tried to draw outDominatusand wound up facing the taskforce hunting the lawyers.
Whatever Zeyla’s plan had been aiming at, Kenna guessed it wasn’t that.
“I say we track down the other three guys and find out what they’re up to.”
Kenna looked from the laptop screen to Ramon. “Get a psychological profile as well. Because if they’re anything like Simon or Mitch we need to get them on the radar of local police wherever we find them.”
Ramon nodded. “On it.”
Kenna pushed out a long breath, the baby kicking against her abdomen. Her husband on the laptop screen, facing down a crowd of FBI agents who all wanted answers. She wouldn’t be surprised if they were arrested. Or at least taken to the FBI office for questioning.
Talk your way out of it and come home.She switched to prayer, asking God that they would find favor rather than sitting here and willing them to make it for themselves.
