difference between escaping his enemy and being caught. And he had missed it. How had he fucking missed it?
He’d been over it a million times and still couldn’t find the exact second his cover had become compromised. Joseph sighed in resignation. Now he needed to disregard the injuries and pain in order to help Ember. He drew a deep breath and closed his eyes. He had gone through hell many times before. This wouldn’t be a new experience. The water ran cool before he left the shower. Exhausted, he carefully stretched out on top of the bed on his stomach. He’d bandage his wounds after he let them air dry. Maybe catch a couple minutes of rest. Just as he hung in the void between sleep and consciousness, the phone chirped beside him. He picked it up and barked, “What.”
“I have a company G6 at Dulles. It’s being fueled as we speak and can take off as soon as you get there. Jared has made initial inquiries through the stateside agencies and intelligence communities. The word is that Ember is a person of interest in the investigation surrounding the death of Dale Landis.”
Joseph lifted up on the bed and sucked in a great draw of air in response to the shooting pain. He grabbed a pillow crushing it in his fist before he growled, “How in the hell is she a person of interest?”
“The local cops wanted to place her as a suspect. Seems she and this Landis had a fight at a local restaurant last night. Evidently they have too many people who can verify her whereabouts, video cameras showing her leaving work, entering her complex, her apartment building and also her exit the next morning. New Orleans PD is calling her departure and abandoned vehicle in a mall parking lot suspicious.”
“Alright. I’m heading to the airport.”
“Wait, Joseph…there’s more.” His brother’s growl froze him.
“Our office in New Orleans has received intelligence that Lang was attempting to publish information which would connect local cops, attorneys, judges and even a senator to the Morales Drug Cartel. Word on the street is he was going to release documents that showed payoffs, account numbers, dates, names, and amounts. If Ember has the information, she’s not safe. Taking down the network in one state could start a domino effect. This is huge. If Landis talked before they killed him, it wouldn’t take long for someone to track her to the bus station.”
“Fuck man, she has the thumb drive on her person. For all we know they could be following the bus. I need to get her off it at the next stop. Have a vehicle waiting for me at the airport in Kansas City. Use my shadow account to feed me any information you receive. As soon as I can secure the information, I’ll upload it to the Guardian server.”
“Good. Jared contacted the Attorney General and the heads of the Department of Justice, Homeland Security and the Director of the FBI. They’re aware we intend on taking Ember into protective custody. Any requests for interviews or depositions will be routed through Guardian. The dirty politicos in Louisiana and anyone else they’re tied to can’t legally touch her once you have her, but the Morales’ underground cartel system is deadly. The rumor on the street is that not only has Morales activated his network to search for her, he has also put out feelers for a professional.”
“Jesus fucking Christ! A contract hit?”
“Yeah.”
“Fine. I got this. I’m taking her to my place in Wyoming. It’s isolated, off the grid and if anyone comes after us, I’ll know it.”
“You have a place in Wyoming? Since when? Fuck man, never mind, just send me the damn coordinates. Christ, Joseph, be careful and let me know if you need assistance. I can launch a team at any time. Or hell, I’ll put Jared on it. Stateside operations are his, not ours. We aren’t supposed to operate on American soil remember?”
“I have eight safe houses around the world and five more in the states. I can’t let anyone know where