know. I mean I felt guilty.” She finally voiced her thoughts that she still found herself grappling with. “He’s my father. When I was little I practically worshiped him. He could do no wrong. He was the one who always told me you had to work hard and stay honest, and when I found out what he was doing I was angry.”
“So you ratted him out?”
“No. I thought of just not saying anything. You know turning him in is like betraying family, but then I thought about all the people who could get hurt or killed and the fact that he had always raised me to be honest…how could I be honest and do the right thing if I didn’t tell somebody?”
“And so you agreed to snoop?”
“Not exactly. Once somebody finally believed me…well, let’s just say they didn’t give me much of an option. Garrison said I would go down with my father. My dad put up the money for my lingerie company and he bought my house. She said if I didn’t help they would say I was in on it. I knew about the bomb’s location and she was going to use that against me. She told me, she promised me, that I would be safe if I helped. We’ll protect you , she had said. So with the threat of being labeled a traitor to my own country—which I love by the way—and knowing that what my dad was mixed up in could hurt a lot of people, I agreed to help.” She wiped away tears from her cheek. “I guess the entire time I was hoping I would find something that would prove me wrong about my father. I hoped I would find out that he didn’t know where the money was going, or what was happening with the companies he own, but then I found his dossier and I learned the truth.” When she found that information her hopes of exonerating her father while bringing down the bad guys went out the window. Her father was one of the bad guys.
“You learned that he was behind the money going into OTG.”
“Yeah, and that he had arranged weapons for them. I documented information on the previous shipments for the feds. They told me something bigger was going down and they needed to know what so they kept me working on it.”
“Did you only make one copy?”
“I’m much smarter than you think I am, Alexander my great rescuer,” she teased him. “I have a copy, but it’s in a safe location. I would have to get to it in order to get it to you.” He had saved her life. He couldn’t be one of the bad guys and that meant he was an ally, a friend who could make sure whatever her father and OTG were up to that they wouldn’t succeed in hurting innocent people. She wanted to survive this, but if she didn’t then she wanted to know that the evil she had stumbled upon wouldn’t stand a chance of winning the end game. Garrison had said they had somebody on the inside, but now she wondered if that were true. Now she wondered if the person they thought they had inside had just gone in to find out how much she knew. He, or she, could have been secretly working for OTG all this time without the Feds knowing and anything that person found out while reporting back to Garrison they could have taken back to OTG. How else would they know where she was? They knew the exact location when the first guys came to kill her and there had to be some reason beyond just following her passport trail.
“Tell me where it is and I’ll have one of the guys go.”
“I can’t.”
“You still don’t trust me?”
“It’s not that. I mean if you were with my father you could have just killed me already…unless you wanted to see how much I knew in which case you would need me alive for a little while.” She looked him over cautiously. She didn’t think that was the case because he seemed genuinely surprised by the attack on them. “I just can’t tell you how to get to it. It’s a special location known only to me, and a good friend. I would have to show you.”
“You can’t go anywhere on that leg. You’re going to need a few