“Making you another potential loose end. But since the location has been compromised, you are likely safe.”
“Depends on who took the weapons. It’s possible the information that the location is well known didn’t get to them. Also, how would anyone know what Damien told me? Or where to find me? I still feel like someone is watching me.” As a test, I walk one block and then lean against the wall again, keeping my eyes on everyone who comes near.
Damien told me Sylvia wouldn’t understand what he was saying in Russian, but what if that was a lie? She’s free and perhaps behind what’s going on.
“Look, I didn’t want to bring this up, but you should be aware. I’ve been looking into everyone who was there with us in the woods. There is one person who not only understood what was said but also knows where to find you.”
I roll my eyes. “It’s not Moose.”
“Are you really so sure? I did some digging. He’s telling everyone he’s some farm boy from Montana.”
“Actually, he hasn’t said that,” I say.
“Well, that’s the impression I got when I spoke to him. Anyway, he spent some time working on an undercover assignment where he had to blend in with Russian forces?”
What? “Are you certain?”
“Yes, I was able to get his records while he was a SEAL.”
“Wait, I thought those were classified and only available to the highest level of security.” Of course, someone could probably hack those records. Hell, they can hack just about everything these days.
“I am the highest level of security,” she says.
While she’s a damn good CIA agent, I guess I never realized just how high her clearance went.
“Oh.” It’s all I got as all of this sinks in.
“It’s not unheard of for a SEAL to penetrate enemy forces,” I say. However, those assignments are usually reserved for CIA agents.
“Penetrate, not assimilate with. There’s something here. I’ll be in town this afternoon and will be swinging by the office to talk to Moose.”
“No one’s at the office,” I say.
“He’s coming in to meet with me.”
“Sounds like I’ll miss you. I’m just trying to get home right now.”
“You’re walking home?”
“No, I’m leaning against a building. All my senses tell me I’m being watched and followed, but I haven’t seen anything suspicious.”
“Call the guys, get them with you. If it is related to what you know about the weapons, then they are only following you to eliminate you.”
I chuckle. “Thanks. You always make me feel better.”
She sighs. “Sorry, I think facts are important to have.”
“Appreciated. Usually. As for the guys, the only one around is Axel, and he’s with Willow, protecting her.”
“Protecting her from what?”
A man wearing a baseball cap walks by, glancing at me. He continues to the end of the block and turns left around the corner.
“It’s a long story, but she ticked off an ex who threatened to come here and hurt her.”
“Perhaps he’s following you. What’s his name? I’ll check him out.”
“Trip already did. He’s got a clean record, but his family, not so much.”
