CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Reid froze at the stern sound of the deputy director’s voice. “Riker,” he said softly.
Ashleigh Riker sighed irritably. “We told you, Zero. We warned you not to, and somehow you got Watson involved…”
“You’ve got it wrong. He had nothing to do with this,” Reid lied.
“He tipped his hand too far when he sent Agent Strickland leads through his own assets.” She scoffed through the phone. “I should have suspected something like this would happen.”
Reid pinched the bridge of his nose. If Watson had been discovered, then he no longer had an ally inside the agency; no tech to obtain satellite photos, no method of tracking leads. Worse still, the agency had the burner number—which meant they were undoubtedly tracking him at that very moment.
Then there’s no point in hiding any
