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“And?”
“I refused.”
“That hardly proves anything. How do you know it’s the nerve gas?”
“The crates were from his company, Petrech Labs.”
Marissa shrugged, determined to play devil’s advocate. “Still doesn’t prove anything. They manufacture additives for petroleum.”
“If that’s what you believe, then we have nothing more to discuss.” Morgan moved to exit the car.
“All right!” Marissa gave in. “What else can you tell me?”
“I know who moved them for him. He’s worked for Kwon for six years. Name’s Owen Reed. The ship with the crates left around the beginning of February. My contact at the Port of Baltimore tells me that ship docked five days ago. The Petrech Labs’ crates were not in the manifest of arrival.”
“Just when all hell broke loose in DC.”
“Exactly.”
“So all these assassinations were to ease the entry of the chemical weapons at our ports,” she concluded. “Has Kwon allied himself with Al-Qaeda?”
“From what I’ve gathered, their agreement ended with the attack on the Hudson Building.”
Marissa put the truck in reverse and backed out of theparking lot. “You’re coming with me.” She suddenly saw the benefit of taking him along with her as well as the flash of his grin. “Don’t get cocky.”
“I’m not,” Morgan replied. “Prefer to spend the night with a beautiful woman instead of the TV.”
“And no flirting,” Marissa said sharply, but she smiled inwardly. Her ego could use a boost, but she never entangled herself with her assets. She’d rather go the knuckle-scraping route than sleep her way for information, but there were some spooks who had no problem with that method.
“That’s a bit harsh,” Stan Morgan said.
It was time to change the subject. “So what were you doing in Russia?”
“Hell, no. This isn’t happening,”Marissa groaned as her SUV’s headlights shined over a familiar, black Ford Explorer. She knew her luck would run out, but did it have to happen tonight?
Viktor slammed out of his vehicle and waited patiently for her to park in front of the farmhouse. His arms were crossed in front of him, and though she could not make out his expression, she could see his whole body tensing in alert when he realized she was not alone in the car.
“Boyfriend?” Morgan asked curiously.
“Ex,” Marissa said under her breath. “Keep your mouth shut. Let me do the talking.”
“Did he cause the bruises on your face?”
“You think he’d be standing in front of us right now if he did?”
Morgan chuckled. “Want me to get rid of him?”
“Morgan, that’s Viktor Baran.” Marissa felt the need to inform him of who he thought he could “get rid off.”
Her asset gave a low whistle. He got out of the car before Marissa could stop him. “You’re a brave woman.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Morgan closed the door firmly and leaned against it, looking at Viktor steadily though he was addressing her. “Babe, I didn’t know you wanted a threesome tonight, but hell, I’m game.”
Marissa swore she heard a savage growl before Viktor’s body flew across the small yard and had Morgan in a strangle hold.
“Viktor! That’s my informant!” Marissa screeched. “Do not hurt him.”
