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"Why did you do that?" she was shouting, and Dave just stared at his brother-in-law like he was insane.
    "Because, that…" Ansel pulled out a gun, then pointed at the blond man on the screen. "Is Gunner."

 
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER SIX
     
    "I don't understand. Who’s Gunner?" Dave had not moved from the desk chair. "And why the hell do you have a gun!"
    "Five minutes, Dave," Ansel barked, having no time to explain. "Go!"
    His brother-in-law looked at Ansel like he had never seen him before. "Five minutes to pack a bag for what?" Dave asked. "I don't understand what—"
    "See those guys?" Ansel pointed at the monitor, and had no choice but to be blunt. "They were sent here to kill you or Catherine. They will have multiple satellites positioned over the house. And now that they know I'm here, and I know they were here…"
    He did not have to finish.
    "They’re coming back!" Seneca caught on quickly.
    "Yes. As a matter of fact—" He lifted Dave out of the desk chair by the right arm. "—forget the bag, let's get the hell out of here."
    They walked out to his car, and Ansel shoved his brother-in-law into the back seat. Seneca got in on the passenger side, not needing to be asked twice.
    "Drive!" she said, fully understanding the seriousness of the situation. Ansel peeled out onto the street, and Seneca looked behind them to make sure that they were not being followed. "Gunner is the guy you talked to on the way over here, right?" she asked, looking at him with an appropriate amount of fear in her eyes.
    Ansel thought about their conversation in the car. Gunner had sounded genuinely concerned by the news of Cat's disappearance. But then, when he had asked his friend about the 12:15 satellite feed, there had been that pause. Brief as it was, he had heard it. And now it made sense, because Gunner knew what Ansel would find on that camera footage. 
    "Who the hell is Gunner?" Dave asked again.
    "Lay down," Ansel ordered, glancing in the rear view mirror as he thought about their escape strategy. The only problem was that Gunner knew what he would do. But luckily, not how he would do it.
    "Aren't you gonna tell him?" Seneca turned to face Ansel, utterly indignant.
    "Tell him what?" What was she talking about ?
    The woman swiveled around to look at the back seat, and blurted out to Dave before Ansel could stop her. "Your brother-in-law does not own a martial arts company like he told you. He works for the US military in some type of black ops."
    "What?" Shocked, Dave started to sit up, but Seneca placed her hand on his shoulder to prevent him from doing so. “You got out of the Army ten years ago!”
    "How did you not know, Dave?" Her hand motioned up and down Ansel's body. "I mean, look at him." Ansel would have been flattered had her tone not implied Neanderthal.
    "I don't know." Dave defended himself as best he could. "I'm a computer guy. I just thought he worked out a lot…in a dojo…or someplace where people like that go."
    'People like that’?   They were talking about him as if he wasn't there.
    "Okay, whatever," Seneca said, scrubbing the conversation away with a wave of her hand. "It doesn't matter. What does matter is that Gunner works with Ansel…in Special Forces."
    "Are you saying that Catherine was kidnapped…because of her brother?"
    Ansel closed his eyes, feeling as though he had been stabbed in the chest. He never thought about that. Maybe because he didn't want to. This was not some foreign government kidnapping his sister to torture her for information about him. No, this was his own goddamn government, using his own goddamn friends, to kill his own goddamn sister.
    He wanted to punch something. 
    "Of course not," Seneca said, easing his guilt. "Ansel is just a tool to them." Ouch. It was a harsh observation, but the truth. "What I'm saying, is that for some reason the United States government sent Gunner to your house to get Catherine."
    "Maybe they were there to protect her?" Dave