Bari, Italy
Day One
While Sam waited for Stryker to pick up the phone, she sat on the uncomfortable hotel-room couch and berated herself for finding a poker game instead of going to lunch with Angie and her friends. Truth was, she didn’t feel like she belonged with the three sorority sisters, but with them missing, she wished she’d swallowed her insecurity and tagged along.
While she was daydreaming, she sure as hell wished her sister and Stryker would figure out how to get along.
Stryker finally answered, “Well?”
Ignoring his question, Sam asked, “Any luck with the sunglasses?”
“No,” Stryker replied.
His tone sounded as tense as she felt. Her shoulder muscles were tied in knots.
She said, “Ace hacked the locals and found a report in their system.” The next words stuck in her throa
