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“I told him that he needed to turn himself in. That I would go to Eddie and maybe he would find it in his heart to ask the rest of the council to go easy on him.”

The old man closed his eyes. “He called me a fool. Told me that I would never turn him in. He said to go check the files and see what had been taken.”

“What files?” Chase asked.

Kirk stepped forward. “All of them, Chase. Every job the council had done for over fifty years had been cataloged in those files. Powell’s son swore that if anything ever happened to him he would leak the information to the FRU.”

“But you never told Eddie?” Chase asked.

“No. Stone left the country. We actually thought he’d been killed. But a few months ago, he came back. We got the files, but Powell’s son got away.”

“But he knows things, Chase,” Powell said. “If the FRU got him, he could bring us all down.”

“If you’re guilty of things like he did, then maybe you need to go down,” Chase snapped.

Kirk shook his head. “It’s not like that, Chase. The things we did wrong were justified. It was war. We were protecting what we believed in.”

“Then why are you so worried?” he asked.

“Because it wouldn’t look like that to the FRU or the government,” Kirk insisted.

“Tell him everything,” the elderly Powell said.

“What?” Chase insisted, staring at the oldest of the councilmen.

Powell looked at Kirk, who nodded, then the old man started talking. “It wasn’t just us. It was Eddie, too.”

Chase curled his hand into a fist. “He wasn’t an agent, why would he be in there?”

“Kirsha,” Kirk said. “Eddie’s wife. She was killed by an FRU agent.”

Chase recalled the stories Eddie had told him. “No, she died in an explosion at the medical lab. Eddie told me.”

“Yes,” Kirk said. “But it was intentionally set by the FRU. Eddie had just discovered the treatment for AIDS. He was about to release it. They didn’t want the council getting credit, so they stole his work, and then, afraid we would claim rights to the work, they put the bomb in the lab.”

“Eddie and Kirsha weren’t supposed to be there, but Kirsha had left her purse. When they entered the building they heard someone run out. Eddie made Kirsha wait inside while he ran after the intruder. He had just caught the man when … the building exploded. Eddie lost it. He killed the FRU agent.”

Chase could barely breathe. He didn’t want to believe it, but with Eddie’s dislike of the FRU it made sense.

Chase turned and stared out the window at the water, his heart on Eddie. On how crazy it was that he hated the FRU because they’d taken his bondmate from him, and Chase had joined them to win his bondmate?

Was there justice anywhere in this world?

“But you see,” Kirk said, “all of this will go away if you can make sure Stone is dead before the FRU get him.”

Chase turned and faced Kirk. “You’re not asking me to get justice. You’re asking me to kill.”

“He deserves to die,” Kirk said. “You’d just be saving the FRU the money it would cost them to incarcerate him and hold a trial.”

* * *

“Wow,” Miranda said. “You love Steve. I’ve been thinking it was going to be Chase. I’d practically written Steve off.”

“I didn’t mean it,” Della said. “I mean, I love him, but I don’t … love him? You understand?”

If the expressions of her two best friends were any indication, they didn’t. And maybe she shouldn’t be surprised. She sure as hell didn’t have a friggin’ clue what she meant.

Or did she? She heard Chase’s words.

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