“At least make it sound convincing,” Maizie said.
“The police are here. Jax is checking on his friend. I’m fine, but ready to get out of this dress. Feels like I’ve been wearing it for days.” Kenna paused. “Now catch me up.”
“They’re working on a plan. Neither of those men is going to play along with a ruse that could get Ramon and Zeyla into a military facility, so that idea got tossed out pretty quickly.” Maizie paused, sounding distracted. “Their phone locationhistories have them all at the same facility often over the past few months.”
“A decommissioned base?”
“It’s in West Virginia. Craig says if you didn’t know where to find it, you’d never stumble across it. He wants Amara to come here and ‘watch’ me and Elizabeth so he can be there helping you, but neither of us liked that idea.”
“We’ll figure out how to do this,” Kenna said. “I might have an angle on access, but it won’t happen for a few hours. If it does at all.”
“I’ll tell Zeyla.”
“What about Joseph?”
“Amara called Boston authorities.” The tone of Maizie’s voice rose. “They showed up at Joseph’s grandparents and found Mitch in the process of beating them to death.”
“Whoa.”
“I know. It was crazy. Apparently, Joseph was upstairs screaming. They took the grandparents to the hospital, and the kid is getting checked out. Mitch is under arrest. Hope you don’t mind, but I told them I was from Banbury Investigations and explained they should consider him extremely dangerous and capable of anything. That he’s someone we’ve been investigating, and he’s committed a number of serious crimes.”
“All true,” Kenna said. “Good thinking, Maze.”
“Thanks.”
Kenna took a couple of steps and sat on a cushy chair someone had placed in this alcove beside a small end table. “What’s going to happen to the nurse and those two guys?”
“They’re part of the team that was killed in action supposedly. Craig is on the phone with a contact of his that he trusts, but Ramon said if we turn them over to the military police, then we riskDominatusletting them out again. Ormoving them to another secret division where they keep doing what they’re doing.”
“The alternative is murder.” Kenna had seen enough bloodshed in her life that she didn’t want to be even vicariously responsible for the end of someone’s life like that.
She spotted movement over by the elevator and stiffened for a second before realizing it was Jax.
“Anything else?” she asked.
“Plenty,” Maizie said, “but it can wait if you have to go.”
“I’ll call back.” Kenna hung up and waited for Jax to walk all the way to her before she held out her hand. He assisted her to her feet, and she hugged him. “How is Andrette?”
“They took her to the hospital half an hour ago. She’d lost a lot of blood, but there was no sign of Simon.”
“Do you want to speak to her? Maybe he told her where he’d be going next.”
Jax didn’t answer right away. “We already caught two tonight. I shouldn’t be disappointed we didn’t get three.”
“We did.” She told him about Mitch, about Joseph’s grandparents being alive and the child safe.
Relief washed over Jax’s face. “That’s great.”
“We got three out of four. That’s pretty good odds.” She squeezed his side. “Once we have a plan, we can get on wrapping this up and shutting down Schnell.” She said the name quieter than the rest. “And then hopefully Simon as well.”
Jax nodded. “That sounds good.” His gaze scanned her face.
“What is it?”
“I want to pack up the RV and get out of town.” He hesitated, like he wasn’t sure how she would react. “After tonight…I want us gone from here.”
“Wherever we go, there’s a real threat that they’ll find us.”