alley behind the safe house. The steady hum of the city felt distant here, l
voice low. "Colhart's
drive San had pressed into her han
-limits to strangers. Inside, Detective Colhart and two agents crowded around a battered met
lief flooding his face. "T
"San gave this to me. It's e
ood work." He gestured to the agent
bare armchair. She felt numb. Bullet casings, improvised a
sk's edge. "Did he-did
e looked fine, but..." Sh
you go? Or he couldn't do more wi
ze. "I think...
us. We have to move fast." He turned b
Shipment manifests, coded references to clients in
what we needed." He looked
sewhere-in San's eyes when she'd fled, on
The safe house was silent, heavy with tension. As she
care
urned.
or him, he's
e knew the truth: San had a
. She tightened her coat around her and went down the stre
. She turned her head and on t
she left a few minutes later, the street was empty. Still, she hurried
. Maps were strewn across the table, red pins marking port cities.
days," Colhart said, pointing to the f
ure points. Her mind raced. She'd also promised San she'd be careful-don
"We need your ins
lowed. "I'
ened. "Back to
id. "I need to know w
ll cover you." He paused.
ive dress-the kind she'd worn at breakfast-tied her hair back, and applied minimal makeup.
ccountants. Luca's right-hand men. Their alias
ed her. "T
one piece,"
d a grin. "
r's seat of a black sedan, suited and poised. His expression was i
, voice calm. "
name he'd taught her
urved. "We
er. As she slid inside, the weight
ng glass chamber overlooking the gardens. Inside sat Luca, Marco, Dante, and two unfamilia
measured. "Tara, We're
d smile. "Family business
d. "Let's ge
were the buyers and facilitators for Aurora's next phase. She slid
shipment confirmed. Documents require your signatur
help me. He dipped hi
cing. Signing would guarantee her p
she signed. The
cellent. Next me
activated her wire recorder. Every hushed tone,
pretext. He shot Jenny a cold
ered a
rcepted her. He stepped close, voice
, heart pound
ed in, kissed her cheek and said.
s" she
y stood alone in the glass room, the dossier i
truth: she was the Morett
rm was only