Marie had a sour feeling in the pit of her stomach the next morning as she sat in her office.
Haywood had told her that Larson and Evans had not reported in at seven o’clock as protocol instructed. They were experienced agents, so it wasn’t the sort of thing either would overlook.
The agency and Marie had tried each of their cell phones with no success, which led Marie to one conclusion. They were either dead or too badly injured to respond. The same thing had happened to Taylor. It could happen to any other agents they sent. Someone was willing to kill to protect his or her identity. The last conversation she’d had with the agents was when Larson had called to tell her about Camilla’s father. They were going to watch the house since it presented a connection to the thief. They believed
