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Ronan nodded and then looked at her. “He’s on his way. We need to talk.”
“What’s going on?” she asked as they walked toward the tent.
“I’ll explain when Jug gets here.” He put his hand on her back, and the warmth of his touch settled her nerves. They couldn’t think Miller was responsible for the fencing cuts. Well, obviously, Wolf did, but she’d make them see sense.
She sat down on Ronan’s cot and hugged her notebook until she realized she still had the cutters. She opened the book. “Can someone take these, please?”
Ronan did and examined the big plyer-looking tool.
“Well, at least we can eliminate you as a suspect. You have an alibi for last night,” Ronan said, winking at her. Her mouth dropped open, and she could feel her face flood with heat.
“Ronan!”
Stryker chuckled. “Ma’am, you’re part of the family now.”
She blinked at him and then laughed. “Some families have secrets.”
“Not this one,” Wolf said.
“Obviously.” She looked at Ronan.
He just gave her a cheeky smile. “At least you’re not worried about what the meeting is about now, are you?”
She blinked. “Ah, not in the slightest.”
Jug walked into the tent with Wraith. “All right, let’s get started. Fleur, none of this can be released to anyone, even Shelly. Are you good with that?”
“Yeah, of course.”
Ronan looked at Jug. “Are you?”
The man nodded. “Yes.”
“We have a person in camp who has worked for Guardian. This person is a trusted agent. They believe Miller is responsible for releasing the information on the convoys. It is believed that the first convoy was the convoy that was targeted. The staff member who was killed on that convoy was the target.”
“What? Why?” She couldn’t grasp why Miller would do that. “Surely, they have the wrong person.”
“Our person suggested the first staff member that was killed had figured out it was Miller aiding the ISIL.”
“Do you have any proof?” She twisted to look at all the men. “And why would he continue to have the convoys targeted?”
“Skipper, I may be wrong, but I’d guess it’s faster to attack the convoys than work the people out of the camp a handful at a time, and it’s more profitable,” Stryker said.
Ronan nodded. “Exactly.”
“But what evidence does this person have?” She wasn’t going to believe it. She couldn’t.
“Miller has Tuesdays off,” Ronan said.
Fleur frowned and shook her head. “So do other people, right? We looked at the rosters.”
“That’s true, which is why we haven’t acted differently toward him.” He pointed at Wolf. “Right?”
“Yeah, yeah.” Wolf crossed his arms. “Thank God he doesn’t interact with me. Might be a hard sell.”
Fleur shook her head. “I just can’t believe it’s Miller. That is just a huge stretch of the imagination. He’s been here the entire time I’ve been. He works so damn hard.”
“On a different topic, Fleur, do you know why this camp is closing?” Ronan asked.