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Colombia.
    ‘Where exactly was he when he vanished?’ Lopez asked Jarvis.
    The old man looked up at them. ‘The Bermuda Triangle.’

6
    During his military years Ethan had spent a fair amount of time training out in the Florida Straits, so the area was familiar, but he had never before even considered the fact
that he’d probably spent much of that time in the legendary Triangle.
    ‘You’re kidding,’ Lopez uttered, flipping the file in her lap shut. ‘You want us to go down there because you think this guy’s dad disappeared in a puff of smoke in
the Bermuda Triangle?’
    ‘There may be some kind of connection,’ Jarvis replied. ‘We’re keeping an open mind about it.’
    ‘I’ll say,’ Lopez replied.
    ‘Some kind of connection how?’ Ethan asked. ‘The father disappearing into the Bermuda Triangle is one thing, but the murder of Charles Purcell’s family is another
entirely. They don’t share anything in common.’
    Jarvis tapped the file in his lap with his finger. ‘There’s nothing to suggest that Montgomery Purcell was murdered, but then there’s nothing to say that he wasn’t either. However Charles Purcell’s wife and daughter
were most definitely the victims of homicide.’
    ‘You think that this has something to do with a death that occurred over forty years ago?’ Ethan asked.
    ‘Wow, Doug, this just gets better and better,’ Lopez murmured and glanced across at Ethan. ‘Doesn’t want us to grab bail-running criminals down the road in Chicago, but
he’s happy to send us all the way to Florida to look for rotting corpses.’
    ‘Montgomery Purcell was a big enough name during the Cold War that the agency feels there’s justification to send you two down there,’ Jarvis pointed out. ‘By all
accounts what Purcell didn’t know about nuclear weapons wasn’t worth knowing. Not only that, but there may have even been sensitive documents or similar on his person when he
disappeared.’
    ‘They’d have rotten to nothing by now,’ Ethan said. ‘If he went down in the water there’s not much that would have survived the best part of fifty years.’
    ‘The risk warrants the effort,’ Jarvis replied and gestured out of the window. ‘Terrorist organizations would kill, literally, for the chance to obtain details of nuclear
weapons, even those from half a century ago.’
    Lopez looked at Ethan with interest as she spoke.
    ‘So why send us down there and not official DIA agents? Because of what the police said, that Purcell was asking for Ethan?’
    Jarvis smiled as he closed his folder.
    ‘It’s not so much what he asked as the
way
that he asked it.’
    Ethan blinked. ‘What does that mean?’
    ‘You’ll have to see that for yourself,’ Jarvis said. ‘Right now, we need to get down to Miami as fast as possible, and for that we’ll need a ride.’
    ‘We?’ Lopez echoed.
    Jarvis’s jaw twisted into a tight grin.
    ‘The Defense Intelligence Agency has some concerns about the way the operations that involve Warner & Lopez Inc. have been conducted. You’ll remember Washington DC, and of course
Santa Fe.’
    Ethan sighed and leaned back in his seat. Years after they had gone their separate ways from the Marine Corps, Jarvis had approached Ethan in Chicago and begged him to search for his
granddaughter, who had gone missing in Israel. At the time, Ethan had been grieving for the loss of Joanna. Tempted by the possibility of resurrecting the search for his missing fiancée in
Gaza, Ethan had agreed. The chase had brought them back to Washington DC, where he had met Nicola Lopez and founded Warner & Lopez Inc. Much later, he and Lopez had travelled to New Mexico as
partners on another mission for the DIA. The resulting carnage out in the lonely deserts had proved difficult for Jarvis’s department both to justify and to cover up.
    ‘We did what we could under extremely difficult circumstances.’ Ethan glanced at Lopez. ‘Sometimes you just can’t keep these