ready.”
Gavin removed his hand and sauntered off, having no idea what it meant that Casimir was still out there.
“How can you have no idea where he is?” Reid growled. “He was practically gift wrapped!”
“He was off the damn boat by the time you got to it, Jackson. This isn’t our fault!”
Reid dropped down into Aaron’s chair. Why would Casimir leave and not take Jillian with him?
“One of the crew members told us that after Casimir got a call from Morozov,” Aaron explained, “he took the girl downstairs and arranged for transportation off the boat.
“Did he say where Casimir went?” asked Reid
“He didn’t know,” Aaron said, shaking his head. “Apparently a tender came and got him and that’s the last they saw of him.”
Reid put his head in his hands trying to think.
“I’m sorry, man,” said Aaron, “I don’t know what to tell you. Casimir is obviously smarter than we give him credit for.”
Reid raised his head. “There has to be a mole.”
“No way,” said Aaron. “Our team is solid.”
“But Casimir knows too much. He has to have an inside man somewhere. He was watching Jillian almost from the moment I met her.”
“Who here knows about Jillian other than me? This doesn’t sound like anything from our end.”
Reid looked up at Aaron. He was right, no one but Aaron knew about Jillian. It wasn’t possible. This was the man who had saved Reid’s skin countless times. But what if?
“Are you sure she’s safe at your cabin?” Aaron asked.
And Aaron was the only person who knew he had sent Jillian and her father to the cabin.
“I don’t know,” Reid said, frowning at Aaron. “Maybe I should move them.”
Aaron gave Reid a strange look, but before he could say anything, Director Rollins walked by.
“There you are, Agent Jackson. I see Riker left a stack of paperwork for you,” she said, looking at Reid’s nearby desk.
“I was just about to get started on it,” said Reid. “But first I need to run down and have medical look at my stitches. Think I might have pulled them.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” she asked, shaking her head as she continued on her way.
He mustered a smile at Aaron before striding off. But he didn’t go to medical. Two floors down, Reid requested the use of a cell phone and one of the company sedans. He needed to get to Jillian before anyone else did.
The sun was at its highest point when Jillian pulled up to the cabin. It was small and old, but appeared to be well maintained. Her father came rushing out to her before she even had a chance to kill the engine and Jillian couldn’t remember the last time she had been so happy to see him.
“Oh, Papa,” she said as he embraced her.
“Jillian , I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay Papa, I’m here.”
“My Tesoro , please forgive me,” he said and Jillian realized he was crying.
“What’s going on?” she asked, pulling away. “Forgive you for what?”
“I hoped you would never be involved,” Jacob said with tears streaming down his face.
The screen door slammed and Jillian looked up to see Casimir step out onto the covered porch.
CHAPTER TEN
“Papa,” Jillian said, looking from Casimir to her father’s guilty expression, “what have you done?”
He shook his head without answering and two armed men stepped out of the cottage and escorted Jillian and her father into the cabin’s cozy living room, instructing them to sit on the tartan couch. Another man with similar features of Casimir, though much younger, walked into the room.
“Isn’t this a nice family reunion,” he said. Jillian was surprised when he didn’t speak with the same thick accent as Casimir. In fact, if she hadn’t been expecting it, searching for it, she was sure that she wouldn’t have heard one at all.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“Normally I might be insulted,” the man said as he settled into a nearby chair, “but I imagine your
Gavin removed his hand and sauntered off, having no idea what it meant that Casimir was still out there.
“How can you have no idea where he is?” Reid growled. “He was practically gift wrapped!”
“He was off the damn boat by the time you got to it, Jackson. This isn’t our fault!”
Reid dropped down into Aaron’s chair. Why would Casimir leave and not take Jillian with him?
“One of the crew members told us that after Casimir got a call from Morozov,” Aaron explained, “he took the girl downstairs and arranged for transportation off the boat.
“Did he say where Casimir went?” asked Reid
“He didn’t know,” Aaron said, shaking his head. “Apparently a tender came and got him and that’s the last they saw of him.”
Reid put his head in his hands trying to think.
“I’m sorry, man,” said Aaron, “I don’t know what to tell you. Casimir is obviously smarter than we give him credit for.”
Reid raised his head. “There has to be a mole.”
“No way,” said Aaron. “Our team is solid.”
“But Casimir knows too much. He has to have an inside man somewhere. He was watching Jillian almost from the moment I met her.”
“Who here knows about Jillian other than me? This doesn’t sound like anything from our end.”
Reid looked up at Aaron. He was right, no one but Aaron knew about Jillian. It wasn’t possible. This was the man who had saved Reid’s skin countless times. But what if?
“Are you sure she’s safe at your cabin?” Aaron asked.
And Aaron was the only person who knew he had sent Jillian and her father to the cabin.
“I don’t know,” Reid said, frowning at Aaron. “Maybe I should move them.”
Aaron gave Reid a strange look, but before he could say anything, Director Rollins walked by.
“There you are, Agent Jackson. I see Riker left a stack of paperwork for you,” she said, looking at Reid’s nearby desk.
“I was just about to get started on it,” said Reid. “But first I need to run down and have medical look at my stitches. Think I might have pulled them.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” she asked, shaking her head as she continued on her way.
He mustered a smile at Aaron before striding off. But he didn’t go to medical. Two floors down, Reid requested the use of a cell phone and one of the company sedans. He needed to get to Jillian before anyone else did.
The sun was at its highest point when Jillian pulled up to the cabin. It was small and old, but appeared to be well maintained. Her father came rushing out to her before she even had a chance to kill the engine and Jillian couldn’t remember the last time she had been so happy to see him.
“Oh, Papa,” she said as he embraced her.
“Jillian , I’m so sorry.”
“It’s okay Papa, I’m here.”
“My Tesoro , please forgive me,” he said and Jillian realized he was crying.
“What’s going on?” she asked, pulling away. “Forgive you for what?”
“I hoped you would never be involved,” Jacob said with tears streaming down his face.
The screen door slammed and Jillian looked up to see Casimir step out onto the covered porch.
CHAPTER TEN
“Papa,” Jillian said, looking from Casimir to her father’s guilty expression, “what have you done?”
He shook his head without answering and two armed men stepped out of the cottage and escorted Jillian and her father into the cabin’s cozy living room, instructing them to sit on the tartan couch. Another man with similar features of Casimir, though much younger, walked into the room.
“Isn’t this a nice family reunion,” he said. Jillian was surprised when he didn’t speak with the same thick accent as Casimir. In fact, if she hadn’t been expecting it, searching for it, she was sure that she wouldn’t have heard one at all.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“Normally I might be insulted,” the man said as he settled into a nearby chair, “but I imagine your
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