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his bodyguards had to have either been inefficient or bribed by—
    His cell phone rang. Soldono telling him the rescue was scratched?
    “Royd.”
    “Nate Kelly. Sorry to call you this early but I’ve just gotten back from the facility. I think I’ve got it. Do you have time for me?”
    He stiffened. “Talk and talk fast. I have to get moving in a few minutes.”
    “This won’t take more than a few minutes. I located the initial experimental REM-4 records. No formulas. They must keep them somewhere else. But three names. Sanborne, your favorite, General Boch, and one more.”
    “Who?”
    “Dr. Sophie Dunston.”
    “A woman? Who the hell is she?”
    “I don’t know yet. I haven’t had time to investigate. I called you right away. But her file was cross-referenced to a current file. I was going to go through it but I had to get out of the file room quick.”
    “Then she’s still involved.”
    “It would seem that’s an affirmative.”
    “I want to know everything about her.”
    “I’ll do my best. But they’re moving everything at the facility out within the next week. I don’t know how long I’ll have access to the record room.”
    Shit. “A week?”
    “That’s the scuttlebutt.”
    “I’ve got to have that information. I can’t touch Boch or Sanborne unless I get those REM-4 research records too. It has to be a package deal. But the woman might be a lead if I can get my hands on her.”
    “And what will you do with her?”
    “Find out everything she knows.”
    “And then?”
    “What do you think? Do you actually believe because she’s a woman that I’d let her out from under?”
    Kelly was silent a moment. “No, I guess not.”
    “That’s because you’re not a fool. Can you get the information about her before they jerk the files?”
    “If I work fast and they don’t nail me.”
    “Do it.” He spoke slowly, enunciating every word clearly. “I haven’t searched for REM-4 for years to be put off now. I want to know everything about Sophie Dunston. I need her. And I’m going to have her.”
    “I’ll go back tonight. I’ll meet you at Washington National Airport tomorrow with whatever I can gather.”
    “I can’t be there tomorrow.” He thought about it. He was tempted to blow this job and toss it back to the CIA, but it was too late. By the time they got through hemming and hawing, Fredericks would be dead. “Give me a week.”
    “I can’t promise she’ll still be around by then. If Boch and Sanborne are moving out, she may be meeting them.”
    Royd muttered a curse. “Two days. I have to have at least two days. Find her and call me if it looks like she’s taking off. Keep her on ice until I get there.”
    “Are you suggesting I kidnap her?”
    “Whatever it takes.”
    “I’ll consider it. Two days. Phone me when you board your flight to Washington.” He hung up.
    REM-4.
    Royd pressed the disconnect, frustration searing through him. Jesus. He was coming so close but this was the first real break he’d gotten in the last three years. And it came at a time when he had to be tied up with Fredericks.
    Two days.
    He started to throw on his clothes. Get Fredericks out of here and get on that plane. No time for mistakes. No time for games. He’d get Fredericks away from the rebels today if he had to napalm a path through the whole jungle between here and Bogotá.
    And he’d damn well be in Washington sooner than the two days for which he’d bargained.
    Just don’t let her get away, Kelly.
     
    Michael’s scream tore through the house at the same time the monitor went off on Sophie’s bedside table.
    In seconds Sophie was on her feet and running toward his bedroom.
    He screamed again before she reached his bed.
    “Michael, it’s all right.” She sat down on the bed and shook him. His eyes opened dazedly and she gathered him close. “It’s all right, you’re safe.” It wasn’t all right. It was never all right. She could feel his heart, throbbing, jumping