“What kind of a name is Elwood?” Graeme asked.
“Probably an old family name. Anyway, he told me to look into another CIA agent by the name of Edwin O’Malley.”
Graeme’s eyes widened.
“I know. I was skeptical. But see, that’s the thing. O’Malley was found murdered. No suspects. They are trying to play it off like it was a robbery.”
“Anything missing?”
He shook his head. “And can you guess where he was killed?”
“Bugger me. Here?”
“Yeah, about four months ago. It was during the whole thing with Keely.”
Keely Templeton was Ryan Morrison’s fiancée. She’d been a witness to a murder, and they’d had to find her once she’d fled.
“You don’t think he was trying to divert your attention.”
“I wouldn’t put anything past him.”
He nodded.
Before he could ask Kap another question, he noticed Ian Smith walking through their common area. He shot his smile at a few people, but he had zeroed in on Kap.
“Early for you Dillon Security types, isn’t it?” Graeme asked, humor in his voice.
“I’m working on the set of Task Force Honolulu this week. They have a night shoot, so I don’t have to be in until later.” His blue gaze focused on Kap. “Do you have a moment?”
“Does this have to do with the case?” Kap asked.
“Not really. It’s personal.”
“That’s my cue to leave. I’ll head down and see if Charity found anything.”
He tossed a knowing look in Kap’s direction. Great. Now, TFH was going to start betting on his love life.
“Come on in and shut the door,” he said as he sat down behind his desk. “What’s on your mind?”
Ian settled into one of the chairs in front of Kap’s desk. “I want to make sure that your investigation into this Green character isn’t some kind of revenge. Or at least you aren’t going to use it against Eden.”
Kap didn’t respond right away. It was hard to hold onto his calm when his integrity had been questioned by a damned former agent.
“I would never do that.”
“I know you had a relationship with her a few years ago before you abandoned her, so?—”
“First, I didn’t abandon her. She lied to me. I was apparently the last person to know she was CIA.”
Ian cocked his head as he studied Kap. “Hmm, interesting. So much heat still.”
Fuck. He was sick of mind games with spies.
“Is that all you wanted?”
“No. See, the reason Eden and I work well together is our backgrounds.”
“I know you were both spies.”
