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FBI. Granted, he worked best without distractions, but there was something about being near enough to a buzz of human activity that was comforting.
    â€œDid I lose you?” Tony asked.
    â€œNo, sorry, still drinking my coffee.”
    â€œI hear you. You caught me between my second and third.”
    â€œI’m in deep cover with a team here in Florida. Couple of field agents and assets working in a front business. It’s a long-term type deal. We’ve got someone on our team with a family history of being on the wrong side of the mob. Picked up a couple of jewel thieves who were trying to scramble their way out of town before some badass Russian touched down. I’m hoping this won’t impact my team, but . . .”
    But he was afraid their luck was up and the walls were about to come crashing down.
    â€œDamn.” Tony sighed. “I was hoping word on the street was wrong. Give me a sec.” Keys clicked on Tony’s end and Emery turned his attention to his still active data aggregator. Tony’s search results returned in real time on Emery’s end.
    He had a name.
    â€œMatvei Kozlov is a sick son of a bitch. We know he’s the big dog’s go-to hit man, but we can’t pin him for anything. He doesn’t leave anything behind. No evidence, DNA, or bodies. The guy is a spook. His targets just disappear. The last job we think he did was the family of a mid-level boss who was about to turn informant. He wiped them clean off the face of the planet.” Tony’s tone changed once more, and Emery got it. There were times when the injustice of what they couldn’t fix was depressing.
    Emery had latched on to the FBI as a way to do the right thing. To fix his wrongs. But sometimes it felt like they couldn’t do anything to change the downward spiral the world was in.
    Tony continued speaking over Emery’s momentary lapse. “I hadn’t heard Matvei was on the move, only that one of his associates was, which usually means Matvei is about to be activated. He works with a team of three men, really bad guys.”
    â€œFigures.”
    â€œWho’s he after?”
    â€œHeard the name Chazov before?” Despite Emery’s searching, he couldn’t get a full list of the twins’ prior aliases, but he’d seen them referred to by half a dozen different handles.
    â€œNo.”
    â€œWhat about Iradokovia?”
    Silence.
    â€œThe twins?” Tony sounded surprised now.
    â€œYou know them?” Emery sat forward. Was that good or bad recognition?
    â€œThey’re not my biggest fans. They’re assets now?”
    If Tony hadn’t accessed the twins’ records, who had? Of the hits Emery had seen on their info, a few were direct searches. As in someone out there was actively digging into their past. Emery had hoped it was Tony, but there was no way to tell without setting off alarms and bringing the wrath of the FBI down on his head.
    â€œYeah. They do a pretty good job.”
    â€œGood. I’m glad to hear they’re still alive.” His voice rang with sincerity. Whatever their history, Tony was genuinely glad they were breathing. “Last I saw them, they bolted after one of their dad’s old buddies found them in protective custody. Can’t say I blame them. It was a fucked-up job. They doing good?”
    â€œGood enough.”
    â€œGood to hear. All right, so . . . I don’t think you have clearance for this, but fuck it. I want Matvei’s ass nailed to a wall and I don’t care how it’s done or who does it. I’m sending you some files and my notes. He’s slippery, smart, and some god has given his blessing or else we’d have caught him by now.”
    Good thing for Tony, Emery’s crew didn’t have to follow the letter of the law.
    â€œI really appreciate that, Tony.”
    Emery gave Tony a remote server to send the files to. Emery would have to remember to repay Tony