The tall blond who had been introduced as Kevin nodded his head. "We want everything you've got to help you take down these fuckers. I can't wait to get my hands on the traitor who thinks he'd be stepping in to head all this up."Regan nodded. "I know just how you feel. Si, I think you should go first, laying down the background on this and letting us know what caused us to dig deeper. I'll get the rest of this ready."Si nodded, took a swallow of coffee and set his cup down."It all started when the DEA got a tip from one of its informants about unusual activity around some of the largest ranches in Texas, Utah, New Mexico, and Arizona.""What kind of activity?" Max wanted to know."The owners were getting more unusual visits from the high-level drug dealers from Mexico. In particular, one dealer, Luis Rojas, the leader of the second-largest cartel. Their interest grew when he began visiting the ranch of Lorena and Elias Alvaro on a regular basis, often bringing his usual group o
Regan was the central point of information as they spent the morning going over the basic facts as they knew them so everyone had as comprehensive a picture of the situation as possible. Everyone had questions about the people involved and how the extraction would work if it had to happen before the three-day meeting was over. She and Si answered all of them.George and Kevin would be the backup crew, monitoring any calls from the special phones Max and Regan would have if they couldn't get through to Si, and constantly in touch with any resources they might need. They were also working with an unexpected bonus on the ground. In checking all key personnel in the area, he'd discovered that Lou Valenti, the county sheriff, was also a former SEAL. He'd gotten clearance to be read in, and the man had nearly been shocked out of his shorts."Jed Whitlow and his wife have owned that hunting lodge forever," he'd told Si. "They're around a lot during hunting season, but in the past couple of
Max let out a long breath. What the hell was wrong with him? Even when he was deliberately looking for female companionship, he didn't have this kind of reaction to someone. Sometimes he wished he did, and that his dick was a little more enthusiastic about some of the women he chose to spend his free time with.Not that that particular organ had shirked his duty when it was clothes off and onto the mattress. But he'd made up his mind he couldn't give the proper attention to a relationship while he was still in the SEALs. And in retirement he'd finally realized that just having sex as an exercise didn't have the excitement it once did. As the rest of his life stretched out before him, he finally understood that he wanted what many of his friends had. What Si had. A woman he connected with on all levels who wanted to share his life with him. But why did she have to be the one he was going into a dangerous mission with?They'd have to make sure they convinced the people in the cabal the
"Question." Max looked down at the open folder in front of him. "According to this info you gave us, she's really the one who calls the shots in this nasty little group."Si nodded. "Jed Whitlow thinks he's in charge but he's fooling himself. That woman is tougher and more heartless than most of the men I've met in my life. She's hungry for power, and I'm not even sure if taking over this country will satisfy her.""Jesus." Max blew out a breath. "Those are the worst kind of people. Heartless, soulless, and feeding on power and control. Other people's lives mean nothing to them.""You got that right. In many ways like the tribal leaders you knocked heads with in the sandbox. Human life, except their own, means nothing to them. Money and power. Those are their drugs.""And they don't care who they kill to get it," Kevin added. "I've seen more situations like this than I can count. Too many of them.""Next up are the Cavanaughs, Kurt and Hildie. Their ranch is in Colorado and has been in
Max stood on the back patio, staring out at the vast expanse of green lawn that stretched away from the house. Trees stood as tall sentinels bordering each side, and he knew that beyond them was electrified fencing with concertina wire on the top. He knew it because Si had given him the video tour of the property and pointed out all the security measures. For a moment, he wished he could drag all these people he and Regan would be meeting with back to this house and beat the shit out of them until they were bloody and broken. What kind of people were they who would turn on their own country that way?He heard the sliding door open behind him and turned to see Regan step out onto the patio. Despite the intensity of the day-long session, and the stomach-turning events and people they were discussing, she still looked cool and contained. The only indication of its effect on her were the faint lines of strain at the corners of her eyes and her mouth. She carried a tablet in her hand simila
"You're right." She took a sip of her drink and set the glass down. "Okay, Commander, fire away.""I'm curious. How did you get into the data mining business to begin with? It isn't, at least in my limited knowledge, a career that's hot in the marketplace.""I got lucky." She shrugged. "I've always been interested in puzzles of all different kinds. I read some books about people who could listen to fractured conversations, pick out key words and discern the purpose of the dialogue. I had a double major in college, languages and computer science. And I was fascinated with the military. Always had been. A friend of a friend knew of an opening for someone with my skills. I got an interview, and that was that.""Where do you get the information you analyze?" He chuckled. "That is, if it's not a national secret.""If Silas picked you for this mission, I think there's very little that would be secret from you.""Thanks for that."She shifted in her chair, and, when she re-crossed her l
The sun had set and day was fading to night when Si joined them on the patio carrying his ever-present mug of coffee."You kids playing nice with each other?" He smiled while asking ."Yes, Dad." Max winked at him. "We're sharing our toys and everything."'We've been doing our getting-to-know-each-other thing," Regan assured him.Si dropped into a chair at the table where they sat. "Glad to hear it. You'll be walking into a group of people who aren't even sure they trust you being there and who probably are suffering paranoia off the charts because of Bernardo's 'heart attack.'""Tomorrow, one of the things we need to prepare is the electronics," Regan reminded him.A slow grin spread over Si's face. "Anxious to get your hands on those gadgets," he teased."You bet." She looked at Max. "I don't know if Silas has told you, but he's got special pens for us, one of which records voice and the other video. They are sound-and-motion activated."Max knew his eyes lit up. He, too, was
"Yes, Lorena, I'm just walking into the hotel now."Jed Whitlow squeezed his cell phone so hard he wondered if it might break. The woman was driving him crazy. Too many times in the past month he'd wondered if it had been a mistake to include the Alvaros in their little group. But Elias Alvaro had been the connection to the cartels, and, without him, smuggling the high-profile terrorists they were using might have been impossible. The woman was just a control freak who was getting on everyone's nerves. That could not happen. What they had planned was only step one in their blueprint for global domination."So you have not met with them yet?" she asked? "Vetted them?""Did you just say vetted them? Lorena, this is Bernardo's brother and his wife. For all intents and purposes, they are already vetted."Jed gritted his teeth. The woman had begun to get on his last nerve. With everything at stake and the target date so close, he had to get past that."Yes, that is exactly what I said.