Intercepted Risk (Aegis Group Task Force #5) - Sidney Bristol Page 0,61
each other for all of a week before getting married.
Talk about wild.
Cat held out her mug to Kelsey while staring at Zora with a straight face.
“That bad?” Kelsey muttered.
She sipped what she thought was coffee.
Rich chocolate hit her tongue, followed by the bite of something distinctly alcohol.
“That bad, huh?”
Cat merely nodded.
“Evan, lock the door, will you?” Zora asked.
“On it.”
Kelsey eyed Cat.
Shit.
How bad was this going to be?
“I’ll be meeting with Mr. Bornstein and Senator Dixon shortly,” Zora began, “but before I do a few details need to be shared with the team. Currently, the building is on lock down. No one is allowed in or out without my approval. Immediately following this meeting we will be taking actions.”
Kelsey took another sip, then handed the mug to Cat.
What the hell had they found out?
Zora glanced at Logan and nodded.
Logan cleared his throat. “At four this morning, Senator Dixon left his residence. We found this out thanks to a neighbor’s security cameras and the senator telling the guys when they picked him up at the bank.”
“What did he think he was doing?” Felecia asked.
Kelsey dug her nails into her palms. Whatever Dixon was doing wasn’t the headline story here.
Logan’s lips twitched. “He said he had found someone who would get him out of the country for twenty grand. The senator, ah, wasn’t aware he couldn’t withdraw that much cash at a machine.”
“He was damn serious, too,” Harper, the team’s resident jokester, blurted out.
“Shit,” Kelsey muttered.
Logan took a deep breath. “This morning at a little after eight, someone used the new codes to access the house.”
Her heart skipped a beat.
Was he saying what she thought he was saying?
“New codes?” Kelsey asked. “As in, the ones installed this morning because Senator Dixon didn’t have a security system new codes?”
Logan locked eyes with her. “Yes. They were shared with the top tier of the team around seven thirty.”
“Fuck,” she said before she could catch herself.
The room went silent.
“Who knew?” She glanced around the room.
“Top level knew,” Zora said softly.
Kelsey could hardly breathe.
Top level.
That was six people.
Two were in this room.
The other four were Agents Quentin Joon, Nadine Baker, Samuel Jenkins, and Baruti Wimbush.
Three of those people were close to Kelsey.
She sucked down a deep breath.
“Where are they now? What’s happening?” Kelsey asked.
“Those four agents are reporting to individual meetings they think they are having with me,” Zora said. “From there, they will be temporarily relieved of their badges and guns pending an investigation. I think, given the nature of what each of them has access to, we can’t wait to spring our traps any longer. One of them is the mole.”
There was no way it could be Baruti or Samuel. Just no way.
Kelsey squeezed her eyes shut. “But, Baruti and Samuel came onto the team when I did. You already had a mole problem then.”
Zora glanced at Logan, then back at her. “That is something I’ve thought about. I don’t have a good answer for you, only that one of them could have been trapped into giving over information.”
“No way. Baruti and Samuel. No way.” Kelsey shook her head.
“Easy.” Cat placed her hand on Kelsey’s shoulder.
That only left Joon and Nadine.
“It has to be Joon. Right?” Kelsey glanced around the room.
Some met her gaze, others didn’t.
“We don’t know,” Zora said slower, emphasizing each word. “Whoever it is, it’s someone we have all trusted. We need to be prepared for that.”
“It’s Joon,” Kelsey said again.
Zora glanced at her phone. “That’s it for now. Logan, your team has the afternoon. Diha, I need you ready to work on the agent’s personal devices as soon as we get cleared. And Kelsey—”
Kelsey waved Zora off. “Yeah, yeah. Psych eval.”
Of all the damn times to have to go do this. Why now?
Samuel and Baruti were about to walk into a trap. And they didn’t even know. What was worse? She couldn’t warn them.
She stood abruptly and stalked to the door.
“Kelsey,” Logan said.
She grabbed the door and yanked, only it didn’t open. Muttering curses, she twisted the lock.
“Excuse me. Kelsey.”
She ignored Logan and stalked out into the open lab area. Logan’s footsteps were heavy behind her. He’d catch her simply because his legs were longer.
Damn him.
She didn’t exactly run, but she almost jogged to the door and out into the hall.
Her friends—the people she’d counted on—were going to be accused of working against the very things they believed in most. She knew deep down that the mole couldn’t be Samuel or Baruti. She just knew it.