“Who did you think sold you out to the press?”
She shrugged. “Marv tried to tell me it was you. I knew better. You would never do that to me, no matter how pissed you were. Above all else, you wouldn’t do that because of national security.”
He said nothing, and she looked at him. “What?”
“The fact that you believed in me when I didn’t give you the same courtesy. Kind of makes me feel like an ass.”
She smiled. “You weren’t the one lying.”
“You were doing your job. My ego was in overdrive trying to convince myself that you were bad because I was falling for you, and it scared the shit out of me.”
“What?”
He leaned forward and brushed his mouth over hers. “I was falling for you, still am if you want to know that truth.”
Before she could answer him, there was pounding on the door.
“Come on, love birds. We have information,” Graeme called out.
“That Scot has lousy timing.” He gave her a quick kiss on the mouth before he rose out of bed. He was pulling on his pants, and she was still trying to wrap her head around the fact that he said he was falling for her.
“Kap.”
He paused as he grabbed his shirt off the floor.
“What’s wrong?”
She wanted to tell him that she never stopped loving him. That in the last three years, she had tried to get herself free of the hold he had over her. That he hurt her so badly, and she should never forgive him, but she couldn’t. Not now with everything on the line.
“Listen, I want to talk all of this out, but with this bastard out there, we need to take every lead as fast as we can. I feel that we’re close, so we get this done, then we talk it out.”
She smiled. “I’ll hold you to that.”
“I’m counting on it.”
Once she got dressed, they hurried downstairs. The TV screen was on, and she recognized Emma Delano and Team Alpha member Drew Franklin. She knew he was helping out when Charity needed breaks.
“So, what do we have?” she asked.
“We’re waiting on your brother to show up on screen. We thought it best to wait until you were, you know…not disheveled,” Tamilya said under her breath.
She said nothing to that. Eden and El were more than twins. They had been teammates, working together as assets. They were best friends.
Another window opened. Her brother and Seth popped up on the screen together.
“Oh, good. Finally. I felt like this was taking forever,” Emma said.
“What do you have?” Eden asked.
“We have a connection among all the victims. Well, several connections. First, we discovered something odd about you all. Did you know that all of you had family members in the CIA?”
“No. I mean, I knew about Green’s uncle,” El said.
“Yeah, he would brag about it all the time,” Eden said.
“Well, all of you had some kind of connection, either through parents, grandparents, or, in Green’s case, an uncle or aunt.” “Sam.”
“Who?” Emma asked.
