CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
“We have to tell Cartwright,” Maria said urgently. “Get all available agents to Sion, lock down the location, assess for threats—”
“No,” Reid interrupted, “I don’t think that’s the right move.” He was fairly sure that Cartwright wasn’t the one leaking intel, but either way, the CIA mole would be on high alert the second the Olympics were locked down. “Amun still knew where my girls were, and the names of the agents that were coming for them. Even if it’s not Cartwright, then it’s someone close to him, someone close enough to have caught wind of our plan. If we loop the agency in on this, there’s nothing keeping that from happening again.”
Maria shook her head. “We’re talking about the potential for hundreds, maybe thousands of lost lives, on an international scale. We
