Semua Bab Under Silk Sheets: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Agent Sarah Chen adjusted her bulletproof vest as she stepped out of the black SUV. The building in front of her was still smoking from the attack that had happened hours earlier. Police cars and FBI vehicles surrounded the area, their red and blue lights flashing in the darkness."What do we have?" she asked Agent Marcus Rodriguez, who was waiting for her at the entrance."It's bad," Rodriguez said, shaking his head. "Looks like an internal war. Someone hit this place hard from the inside."Chen followed him through the damaged doorway. The main floor was a mess of broken furniture and bullet holes. Glass crunched under their feet as they walked."How many casualties?" Chen asked."Twelve confirmed dead upstairs," Rodriguez replied. "But that's not the worst part."They reached a staircase that led down to the basement. More FBI agents were working the scene, taking photos and collecting evidence."The real action was down here," Rodriguez explained as they descended. "This is where

Jason opened his eyes in bed to his phone ringing. He tried to get up, but a strong arm was wrapped around him trapping him in place. He glanced at Marcus sleeping beside him and felt the urge to curse at him."Get off!" He shouted stretching for his phone, now without Marcus holding on tight, allowing him to move easily.He picked the call to find it was Kayla."Hey, have you heard from Jessie? We were supposed to meet up today but her number is not going through," Kayla asked, her voice full of worry.Jason sat up and glanced at the sleeping man beside him."I am sure she is fine. Remember she sometimes vanishes and reappears, so maybe it is one of those days," Jason tried to comfort her."No, when we talked she sounded as though it was urgent. How can she go MIA now? I am worried Jason," Kayla said and Jason frowned, rubbing his temple then looking back at Marcus who seemed to be asleep."I'll try to find her and get back to you," he promised and ended the call. He recalled Marcus

The old warehouse district by the docks was the perfect place for illegal business. Empty buildings lined the waterfront, and the sound of waves covered up conversations that weren't meant to be heard. At midnight, three FBI agents sat in a dark van watching one of these warehouses through high-powered binoculars. Agent Rudder adjusted his position in the driver's seat. He was a tall man in his forties with graying hair and tired eyes that had seen too much over his twenty-year career. Tonight, like many nights before, he was watching criminals do what criminals do. "Movement at the north entrance," Agent Miller whispered from the passenger seat. Miller was younger, maybe thirty-five, with the kind of energy that came from still believing the system could work. He had joined the FBI straight out of college and still thought most cases had happy endings. Agent Cathy Williams sat in the back of the van, holding a camera with a telephoto lens. She had been working organized crime lo

Kayla did not know Henri had found her. She had disappeared to a different city where she had a family home she inherited. She wondered why she had left Henri so quickly, at the slight suspicion. Now far away, she had thought it through. It was not because she did not trust him. It was because she knew him too well. A man who would attack Jessie for trying to tell her something she found out definitely sounded like the man she was engaged to.She was not sure why she had ignored these unsafe thoughts for so long. Did she live him that much? She wondered.She had run immediately she was convinced because even though she wanted to confront him, the last things she wanted to do was confront him at home. Anything could go wrong if she asked too much questions.It was safer if she confronted him via a phone call yo ask all the questions that plagued her. And Kayla definitely had questions.But Kayla did not realize she was about to meet him again.Michael suggested going back to the hotel

Kayla cursed internally. She knew he would be waiting for her and decided to step out, but still seeing him was a different matter.She wanted to deal with this in a public space where she could have a chance to call for help.Henri leaned on the wall, staring at her. Even a person with half a brain will be able to tell that he was waiting for her. Kayla noticed the person beside him, the friend he had arrived with, and flattered. No she could not see him now.Changing her mind, Kayla decided to pretend he was not here for her and walk away. But just when she was about to walk past him, he stepped forward to block her path.“Kayla,” he said.“Mr. Kingston,” she answered, “I thought you had left. Is something the matter? Are you waiting for someone?” she asked.“I am waiting for you,” he answered. Kayla shivered at how soft his voice was.“Is something the matter?” she recovered and asked.“Can we find somewhere to talk?” Henri asked. She was just about to refuse when Michael stepped