Page 2 of Operation Heartbeat
“You say you need Kit?” Gunnison gave Con a grim once-over.
Con wasn’t surprised. When it came to his wife, Gunnison wasveryprotective. But he didn’t have time for this shit.
Using the flat of his hand, he brushed Gunnison aside—or tried to. The muscular man didn’t budge.
“What do you want with Kit?” Gunnison narrowed his eyes.
Con leveled him in his stare. “I have orders.”
Without another word, he took off down the corridor toward the room that served as the brain center for much of the Blackout operations. When he walked in, his gaze landed on the small brunette seated in front of a plethora of monitors. She held a phone and was texting so furiously, that he wondered if she’d already learned of the matter he’d flown here to address.
“Kit.”
She glanced over her shoulder, saw him and twisted to give him her attention. “Con. I didn’t know you were here.”
“Just landed.” He directed his gaze at the ceiling where the chopper was still humming in preparation for the moment he needed to be on the move again.
He walked into the office. The lights were kept dimmed to keep the glare off the many screens. Gunnison was right on his tail.
Kit shot a look at her husband and waved a hand. “It’s all right, Drew. Con, what do you have for me?”
He withdrew the device from his pocket and held it out to her. “I need in this phone.”
She looked up at him in surprise. “No one else has managed to hack it?”
He shook his head. “They have a guy detained at JFK. We’re running on borrowed time. They delayed the flight to Turkey, but this guy was in the system as being under suspicion.”
She took the phone and started hacking into it, a little crease of concentration between her brows. “What’s he suspected of?”
“He was captured on CC cam taking photos of the entrances of the Federal building.”
Gunnison made a noise in his throat. “There are murmurings about the Federal Building. A bomb threat was made.”
Con nodded. “All the authorities are in place, prepared to stop it. But we need what’s on this phone.”
Kit lifted her focus from the phone to Con. “Give me a minute.” She spun her chair back to the desk and set the device on the wood surface. Swiping a finger over the screen, she set about working the magic she was so well-known for.
Con turned his attention to her husband hovering over him. “I’m not the enemy, Gunny. You don’t need to babysit me.”
A grin stretched over Gunnison’s face. “Where Kit is, I am.”
Deep in her work, Kit didn’t respond.
Con grunted. When it came to Alpha and Charlie teams, they worked together just fine, but the strong personalities created tension too. Hard feelings still existed on Charlie’s part when it came to a certain member of their team who’d crossed over to Alpha.
“I don’t have much time. This guy is in holding. We have him on video but we don’t know for certain that he took any photos or if he was just playing on his phone. Without physical evidence that he committed these acts, security will have to let him board that plane.”
Kit twisted back to Con. “There’s nothing on this phone.”
He stepped up to the desk. “Show me.”
She held out the device. He took it and skimmed through the photos. “So where could they be?”
Kit’s expressive eyes took on a faraway look as if she were scanning the inside of her brain for the answer. “In a cloud.”
“So how do you get into the cloud? If he took those photos, we need to find out if he sent them to anyone.”
“I’m checking into his logins now.”