Cole didn't move for a full thirty seconds."Harlan is dead," Cole said."No. He's not.""I watched him die. Prague. The ambush that killed my team." His voice was completely flat. The flatness that came after something hit too hard for a normal reaction. "I pulled him out of a burning vehicle. He didn't make it to the hospital.""He didn't make it to the hospital you were taken to," Sixteen said. "Different vehicle. Different hospital. Different name on the intake form." She slid her phone across the table. A photo on the screen. "He's been Victor Crane for four years. Private security consulting. Offices in Geneva and Washington."Cole looked at the photo for a long time.I looked at Cole."He set up the ambush," Cole said."He sold the operation to the same network that owns your senator's case. Has been running money through defense contracts for eleven years." Sixteen took her phone back. "Your team died because they were getting close to the financial trail. Harlan decided it
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