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challenge, but they’d finally made a positive ID. Now they were fully in undercover mode and infiltrating the area.
    As Gage sat there watching, his palms itched to be on site doing this work himself, but he ’d become too famous, too recognizable; forced to sit on the sidelines, he watched from a distance. It killed him, but nothing was worth the risk of getting recognized while undercover and blowing the entire operation.
    Even not being there, Gage made sure he still held all the control. He watched every detail closely, calling the shots from this laptop. He viewed the videos and photos over and over again, exactly like he did while in the field, piecing it all together. With a little more patience, he would be moving in, blowing the doors off this guy and all those supposedly civilized countries paying him to do their dirty work.
    After only having the dozen or so alias es the guy used around the world, Gage recently stumbled on his birth name, Ahmed Abdulla. Abdulla was a professional and his attacks weren’t about any religion or political view; it was only about the money. Once hired, Abdulla could successfully move from country to country, changing his look, his speech, and his alias while creating a new documented past, then infiltrating the different militaries across the world. He could strategically place himself where he needed to be to get the job done while always falling just under the radar.
    Only on a stroke of luck had Gage even caught on to Abdulla. It came in the way of a missing person from one photo frame to the next, and now, after all this time, Gage had this guy within his grasp. Constant surveillance would track Abdulla’s every move, but they would have to stay completely hidden until Gage was ready for the next phase.
    If everything played out as planned, they would expose Abdulla by airing this report sometime in the next ten days to two weeks. And Gage would be all up in the middle of it, bringing Abdulla’s name and face for the entire world to see. The United States military would be scrambling, but he would give them enough lead to get them in the general area before he broke the story. If he told them too much, they would take the story, pulling him out of it, and no way would he let it happen.
    Gage kept his eyes trained on the monitor while leaning over to take the coffee cup from the maker, and then took a long drink. The hot brew burned its way down, giving him the jolt he needed. After watching the video in its entirety, he sent a few quick emails and made a few notes, moving the video to the corner of his screen in order to watch it all again later.
    The sun lifted fully and he heard a truck pull to the front of the building. It was already seven in the morning. The crews were arriving, ready to start their day. Gage checked his calendar again, the new electrical contractor would be here around nine and he palmed his phone to alert him of the time. He couldn ’t afford any more mess ups and changed a couple of things on his schedule to be available when the new electrical contractor got there.

 
    Chapter 3
     
    The Coop Electric double cab pick-up truck pulled to the front curb of The Art Gallery, the name pretty much said it all. From what he ’d been told of the area, he now sat parked in the newest, most trendy part of Chicago. It wasn’t all that long ago this area of town was considered straight up hood, but over the last few years the city of Chicago dumped tons of money and tax incentives in to help revitalize its south side. From what he could see, it worked. All along the walkway, bistros and cafes were littered in between several vintage book stores and coffee shops. He saw several high-end, ultra trendy retailers were also opening up shops, changing the whole feel of the area.
    The drive wasn ’t too many miles away from his house, yet a world of difference existed between here and his little neighborhood in Overland Park. Today’s traffic hadn’t absolutely