“You part ways with them when me and my old man say so. Go to your office, check in, do your paperwork on the transport that went bad. Then you pass the intel to Homeland Security. They’ll arrange your FBI gig to go away, just like they planned to do when you solved the fuckin’ crime. We’ll give them time to process the information and see what they make of it. We have a copy of everything including the information on your sister that we deleted from the flash drive. Come straight home when you’re finished. We got shit …show more content…
He wasn’t supposed to be there this morning. She worried it would make him think she was capable of doing something like to him. It was getting to the point that she didn’t know if it came right down to it she would pick her sister or him if things went bad. She needed to focus on controlling the variables.
Thinking of Johnny put a crimp in her neck. He didn’t look to happy with her at the jail this morning. It left her with the feeling that maybe the Russian had come clean about her nefarious twin. God knows, if the old fashioned concept of a good and bad twin held any water, then Margaret would definitely be the bad twin. Her sister never had been one to make good decisions, but that didn’t mean she deserved to be locked in a cage like some animal and sexually abused by a God only knows who.
Johnny was not prince charming himself, so maybe he’d understand that part. What he wouldn’t care for was being deceived. Then again, he didn’t seem to take that as hard some more straight laced guys would. Hell, going back and forth in her mind was doing her head …show more content…
I can’t believe he tried to run like that.”
“The other members of my team just opened fire on him.”
“I don’t blame them. Letting a monster like Petrov escape was not an option. What’s on the flash drive?”
He kept meticulous records on the women he took. It’s all in there. Names, dates, places and most importantly who he sold them to.”
A stern male voice came from the shadows behind them. “I honestly didn’t believe it, Sara. When you partner insisted you were dirty, I still couldn’t see it.”
Glancing behind her, she saw her sector chief from the FBI with a pistol trained on them. Standing at his side was her fuck up of an ex-partner grinning like a mad fool. Sara didn’t bother to lift her hands but she did speak. “It’s not what you’re thinking it is.”
“That’s what all criminals say.”
Miss Maddie tapped her cigarette lighter on the table top twice and within seconds as dozen HS agents stepped out.
“For crying out loud, you boys border on the incompetent. Have a seat Martin, Sarah is Homeland Security and I have approval from your chain of command for her to be imbedded with your team.”
“I wasn’t told anything about