Smoke billowed from the destroyed speedboat. On the roof of the ten-story business building, Idella looked through her scope, searching the area thoroughly, including up and down along the retaining wall. Aimee and Qadir had been pulled to safety, but Anderson and one of his accomplices had also jumped in the water before the boat crashed, and they hadn’t been found yet.
Her cell phone vibrated. Pulling it free of her vest, Idella interrupted her recording at home and activated the microphone to relay her voice into the office at the apartment. She forced a smile to her lips as she answered the phone.
“Hello, love. What’s up?”
“Are you alright?” Tarek asked, his voice warm and low. Idella’s eyes widened slightly and she gave a half smile. Aimee was targeted because of how much Qadir car
