input on this. I want to meet with you and Sandler at,” he consulted his watch, “four o’clock. Set it up, would you?”
“Today?” Connor objected. “It’s Sunday. I already had to call Mr. Sandler at home for your security clearances, and he wasn’t pleased at all. Can’t we do it tomorrow?”
Kane skewered him with a look. “He’s the head of security. We have a major security breach. If you’d reported it right away, we’d have two suspects to question.” He glanced at me. “Now we only have one. Get on it.”
“We’ll need Smith, too,” Spider added.
Kane nodded. “And Smith. Four o’clock,” he repeated. Connor trailed out.
Kane turned his attention to Spider. “We’ve got reasonable cause now. Call down to Calgary and get a search warrant for Ramos’s place ASAP. Get search warrants for both of Ms. Kelly’s places, too, while you’re at it. Get Wheeler and Germain to bring up the Silverside ones. I’m going to need them to do the searches up here right away. Get Richardson to do the search at Ms. Kelly’s place in Calgary. And get digging for anything that relates to this. I’ll need your expertise in this meeting.”
“Right. I’ll talk to Larkin, too, and get all the fob records from last week forward.” Webb headed for the door. “Oh, those records checks came up while you were in the... gone,” he added obliquely. “Chief Petty Officer Second Class Roger Kelly, served with the HMCS Bonaventure 1958 to 1970, when the Bonnie was decommissioned and he left the navy. The other check came up completely empty. I’ll dig deeper, but so far it looks like what you see is what you get.”
“Thanks,” Kane said. Spider waved and followed Connor out the door.
“Checking up on me?” I asked.
Kane frowned. “There’s a lot about you that doesn’t add up. It was nagging at my subconscious before I ever saw that data record, and now... now I want some answers.”
“So do I,” I snapped. “I want to know how the hell you got inside my head and filmed my private thoughts. From all angles, I might add.”
“You’re not in a position to demand answers,” Kane said flatly. “If you cooperate with me now, things might go easier with you in the long run. It’s your choice.”
“I didn’t do anything,” I stammered. “I don’t even know what I did.” I leaned my head in my hands, massaging my still-aching temples.
“Really.” Kane’s voice was hard. “Here’s how I see it. You and Ramos collaborate. You succeed. You... celebrate.”
He eyed me coldly. “Then, you have a falling out. Maybe you disagree over where to sell your information. Or maybe one of you wants a bigger cut. He follows you to Calgary to eliminate you. I conveniently show up and shoot him for you. And you pretend to be an innocent victim. It almost worked, too.”
“I’m not a spy! I’d never seen him before. I was just having a fantasy...” I felt my face heat up and babbled on. “I was inside my own head. I don’t know how you recorded it, but I didn’t know him, I don’t know how I imagined his face, I was just...”
“You’re not a spy,” he mocked. “In the last twenty-four hours, I’ve watched you jump out of a moving vehicle, shrug off a gunshot wound, be completely unfazed by a corpse with a bullet hole in its head, develop an elaborate rooftop escape plan, scale a wall, and fight off a biker. Let’s see, did I miss anything? Oh, yes, whenever you enter a public area, you scope out all the exits and choose the seat with the best defensive advantage. And you coincidentally show up unauthorized in a secured facility. But no, you’re not a spy.”
The terror rose again. Jail. Captivity.
I breathed.
In. Out. Ocean waves. Think ocean waves.
The waves rolled in, soaking my shoes. Seagulls cried in the gray sky and rain misted my face. The briny
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