Colby Lockdown

Her head was moving from side to side in protest before he completed the discourse on how this was the best for her. “If you need my help to do something that’s clearly illegal, then you’re going to have to show me that the stakes are as you say.” She wasn’t stupid. This guy had to be out of his mind if he thought she was going to go along with this crazy plan without some sort of tangible proof.

He thought about her demand for a moment, that tension still keeping a furious rhythm in his jaw. “Going to the agency is impossible. That’s where the hostages are being held. But I can take you to the temporary command center we’ve set up.”

“Who’s holding the hostages? If someone wants a face-to-face with Gordon, it must be an old enemy of his.” That was the only plausible explanation. As much as she wanted to see the scumbag go down, she would not be responsible for turning him over to some recently released criminal he’d once prosecuted. She was already only weeks from being without a job, she wasn’t going to make tracks to prison as well. The unemployment line was unpalatable enough.

Slade Convoy was the one shaking his head now. “We don’t know the answer to that question just yet. Our people, what’s left of them, are attempting to determine the source of the threat. Right now we have no choice but to accede to the demand given. Time is not on our side.”

This was one of those moments… when a woman had to decide if she was going to take an obvious leap of faith for what she believed in or just allow an opportunity to pass right on by.

This man…Slade Convoy…and the agency he represented didn’t have to know about her own agenda. This could actually work to her benefit. “I suppose that’s reasonable.” She had to be a lot desperate or a little crazy to go along with this. But she knew Gordon better than anyone else. She might even be able to help with determining who was behind this takeover. “I can also give you a list of the cases he has prosecuted the past couple of years. Your threat may be coming from one of those.”

The relief that flashed in the investigator’s eyes was palpable. “I’ll inform my superior that we’re on our way.”

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