CHAPTER FORTY THREE
Lucy Vargas hesitated outside the door of the big abandoned building. This was where she’d been told she would probably find one of the soldiers on her list—Private Titus Mulligan. His drill sergeant had said that Mulligan did voluntary cleanup work over in the old assembly building.
The three-story brick building loomed over the area like a giant ghost. It didn’t look like it had been in use for a long time. She wondered why it hadn’t been torn down.
Then she remembered something that Private Shealy had said about his brutal hazing …
“We wound up in some building.”
She wondered—was this it?
There was no way to know. Her job was to find Private Mulligan and warn him that he might very well be a target for murder.
Or, as Agent Paige had warned her, he might actual
