Chapter 6
Marcus jumped out of his chair, his eyes wide as he stared at the hacked computer screen.
"Who is that?!" Marcus shouted, pulling out his cell phone to dial emergency services.
Maya held up her hand, stopping him before he could press the call button.
"Don't bother calling the local police, Marcus," Maya instructed calmly, though her eyes were sharp.
"That wasn't a local hacker; that was my father's head of security, Gavin Drake."
"Gavin Drake?" Marcus repeated, his hands trembling slightly. "The former federal agent?"
"The same man who managed Victor's off-the-books operations in Miami," Maya confirmed, closing the laptop lid.
"If Gavin is contacting me directly, it means Veronica was just a distraction to test my defenses."
She stood up from her desk, walking over to a small wall safe hidden behind a framed painting.
She punched in a six-digit code, and the heavy metal door clicked open smoothly.
Inside rested a pair of passports, a stack of cash, and a small black hand-held satellite communicator.
"What are we going to do, Maya?" Marcus asked, stepping up beside her.
Maya picked up the satellite communicator, her face turning as rigid and unreadable as marble.
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"We leave for Washington D.C. tonight," Maya declared.
"It's time to hand this evidence over to the federal prosecutor personally."
