He shook his head. “Charity will be very jealous of that ability.”
“She’s tried to hack into the CIA?”
Kap shrugged. “I know that she can hack into several organizations, but she’s never mentioned the CIA. So, the official story about El?”
“He was captured by terrorists, and the one thing he remembered is that they spoke English. American English. They were not from the Middle East, as the CIA is claiming. That’s what set off our alarm bells.”
“Does anyone outside of you and El know about this investigation?”
She hesitated, and he felt his temper flare to life. She was still trying to hide things from him.
“Don’t look at me like that. I won’t give up the hacker’s name without permission.”
He blinked.
“But Ian knows. I had to tell him a day ago because his spy senses were on red alert, and he knew something was going on.”
Her phone rang and she rolled her eyes. She answered even though it had to be about three in the morning.
“What do you have?”
Maybe the hacker. She glanced at Kap. “Are you sure?”
Some more talking from her friend.
“Okay.” She clicked the button for the speaker. “Kap, I believe you know Sam.”
“Sam? The one Mix hates?”
“Only because I kick his arse seven days a week and twice on Sundays. Nice to have you on Team Catch the Bastard.”
“Quit with that name. We both told you weeks ago we were not going to use it. What did you find?”
“Well, I just chatted with your brother and the man who loses to me every week?—”
“Sam.”
A sigh. “Fine. I just wanted to let you know that I am going to look at connections between the victims. I will start with you and El since I know your life story well.”
“You don’t think it was some American group?”
“You know I’m convinced that it is tied to one person in the US. If I do another deep dive into these people and find something that matches with you and El, we might find a string to follow.”
“Why haven’t we done this before?”
“We have. But you were left out of the equation. I want to look at why someone would come after all of you.”
“We all had prices on our heads.”
That had alarm racing through Kap. “What?”
She looked at him and shrugged. “Goes with the territory. Although the price on our heads is gone. We have no connection to the CIA anymore. Since my family is no longer privy to information, we aren’t high on anyone’s list. Our inside information is old and useless.”
“That’s what Mix said. We were listing all the things you had in common with the victims, and, of course, we reviewed your work. But you and El really didn’t investigate. You moved information, kept an eye on things at the consulates and embassies. Your family has never been one of those who engaged.”
Kap had been thinking the same thing earlier. “So you think it is something on a personal level?”
“Yes. I’m sorry, I didn’t think about it before.”
