Page 114 of Storm Warning

“Yeah? Well, work out loud. It might help.”

“For the moment, I think we should focus on Berkley and Cowan.”

Her eyebrows winged up. “Are you saying that because you want your hands on Berkley?”

“It’s a benefit of the plan.”

“So, if you’re not planning to beat him to a pulp, what are you planning to do with him?”

“Find out what he knows and how deep he’s involved in this thing.”

She froze. “What?”

“You heard me.”

“You believe he’s involved with Obsidian Storm?”

“Don’t you?”

She was silent for a moment, then dropped her head. “Why didn’t I see that as a possibility?”

“You trusted him, Riley. He was your recruiter and your handler. You don’t expect someone on the side of the good guys to flip to the other side.”

“I’m wondering if my judgment is off.”

“Well, you didn’t trust Cowan.”

“We need to look deeper into Cowan. Something is off with him. Is it possible Cowan is the culprit, and either turned Berkley or is setting him up as the fall guy?”

Andre considered that for a moment. “It’s possible. We need proof before I’ll take Berkley off the top of my perp list.”

“You really want Berkley to be guilty, don’t you?”

“You bet I do. He hurt you. I won’t forget that.”

Riley turned toward the coffee table where her laptop sat. “I should get to work. The sooner we find Berkley and Cowan, the better. We have to come up with enough information to determine their guilt or innocence. What we have isn’t enough to get the job done.”

He grimaced at that one. Yeah, she was right. They needed to do an honest analysis of the evidence. That didn’t mean he wanted Berkley to be innocent. Andre wanted Riley to know without question whether Berkley had duped her or if he was innocent. She needed to know for her own peace of mind and for confidence in her ability to judge people’s character.

When she booted up her laptop, Andre returned to the French doors and scanned the area behind the hotel again. A shadow moved in treeline across from the hotel.

He straightened away from the wall and waited, alert. Seconds later and ten feet from the original position, the shadow appeared again, then merged back into other shadows from the trees. Andre’s jaw clenched. Their reprieve was over.

“What is it?”

“We have company.” He knocked on Elias’ door and opened it a crack. “Company.”

“Friend or foe?”

“Unknown. Let’s capture him and find out.”

“Two minutes.”

Andre returned to his post at the French doors and waited for the next appearance of Shadow Man. He wasn’t disappointed. A minute later, the shadow moved again, this time on the other side of the tree. The guy was angling for a better view of the suite, which meant he knew where they were.

How? Riley had used her alternate identification to secure the suite. How could they trace this location based on that? He grimaced. Whoever was after his woman had deep connections. Berkley? Maybe. No one could deny that the CIA had a long reach.

A door opened, and Elias stepped into the living room, dressed and ready to roll. “Where?” he asked.