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his
ear. “Hey, Ten. I have a serious problem. I need to borrow Chelsea. Yeah,
Adam’s getting his hair done. I need her to find out all she can about Phoebe
Graham. Yes, my accountant. I’ve got her in custody. That’s really not your
business. It’s got nothing to do with the Agency. This is personal and I’ll
handle it. She won’t be a problem after today. Sure. Thanks.” He hung up.
“She’s not Ten’s. He would have fessed up because the last thing he’s going to
want is me looking into her background. Ten knows when to fold his cards and he
didn’t.”
    Jesse wasn’t so sure.
    “Am I going to Sanctum, boss?” Simon asked.
    Tag let his head hit the side of the van a couple of times.
“Damn it, no. We can’t go to Sanctum. The cleaning crew is there and they would
definitely have questions. Besides, Charlie texted me. She ate all the ice
cream. We have to pick some up for the shower.”
    “Are you serious?” Jake asked. “We’ve kind of got a
situation here.”
    “And my pregnant wife running out of ice cream is a
situation, too. We can sneak her up the back and question her in my office.
Once the women leave, we can move her until Chelsea comes up with something.
The good news is now she can freely use Agency resources, and we should have a
real name soon.”
    Would Ten leave his agent behind if she was compromised?
    Phoebe’s eyes fluttered open. “Jesse, I’m scared. Jamie
died.”
    Who the hell was Jamie? “Hush, sweetheart. There’s no reason
to be scared. Sleep it off. I promise no one’s going to hurt you.”
    “Jamie died. Can’t lose you, too.” She closed her eyes and
went still.
    Who was Jamie and did it even matter?
    “I’m not going to hurt her,” Tag said quietly. “But we need
to find the truth. This is your op, Jesse. You call the shots. Don’t fuck it
up.”
    As the van moved down the freeway, Jesse prayed he wouldn’t.

CHAPTER THREE

     
    Phoebe came awake slowly to the sound of screaming. Someone
wasn’t happy. It sounded far away, like there was a door or two in between her
and the source of the shouts. Female. The voice she heard was definitely female
and definitely pissed.
    She kept her eyes closed because she knew she’d been
drugged. Likely with a sedative that also erased short-term memory because she
couldn’t remember what had happened.
    Jesse. She’d gotten a kill order on Jesse. She remembered
that. She knew she hadn’t gone through with it. And then she’d run. It came
back in bits and pieces and then she’d felt safe and secure.
    That had to be a dream.
    “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice you bringing a
prisoner up the service entrance? Who do you think I am? I might be pregnant,
but my instincts are still good. You thought Eve’s baby shower was the best
time to interrogate a suspect? Are you kidding me?”
    Ah, Charlotte Taggart, and she only ever screamed at one
person that way. Ian. Shit. She was back at the office. They’d managed to get
her from the hotel all the way back to the office. Everyone knew she’d betrayed
them.
    Phoebe shoved that thought aside. Concentrate. There might
still be time to get out of this, but not if they knew she was awake.
Charlotte’s anger at Ian was something she could use.
    She quietly checked her hands. Tied behind her back. It felt
tight and plastic. Zip tie. Her ankles seemed to be the same way. They were serious
about her not going anywhere.
    Now she had to figure out how to get out before she missed
her check-in with Ten. She sent him a text every night to let him know she was
safe. If she missed he would likely rain hellfire missiles on someone. She had
to talk to her brother. She had to figure out why he would put a kill order on
Jesse. Whatever evidence he had, it was wrong. It had to be.
    But all hell would break loose if Ten thought she was
compromised and captured. Luckily, she had some time. She could still get out
of this without giving up Ten.
    She heard something moving and shifting,