Wrapping up his work, having guided Killian Reagow through his assignment, Ricky removed the communication device he’d been using, shut down the hidden tab on the small tablet tucked inside his jacket pocket, and stashed it away again. At least now he could focus on something else, his job, which was far too valuable to ignore.
As he slid his hands into his jacket pocket, his fingers brushed against a folded piece of paper. Pulling it out, he recognized the scribbled address, Dan’s apartment. Instantly, his mind drifted back a few hours to something Killian had said: someone would attack his little brother’s place, someone else would be running for their life, and Ricky’s first mission was to save them.
At first, he thought it was insane, a baseless theory. Dan’s apartment was in a secur
