Ryan pointed to the screen. A map of several city blocks appeared. “Jonathan wants to meet Olivia tomorrow for lunch at this location. He claims he’s worried sick and has information about a case he knows is important to you.”
“He must be talking about Harlee. Has she called back?”
“Not yet. Want me to send her a message?”
“Yes, please.” Something didn’t sit right about Harlee not calling yet. “Can you also set up a meeting with Jonathan?” She waved away Nic and Kane’s objections. “Oh, come on, I’m sure you guys can secure the location. And you know Jonathan is hiding a lot. Maybe we can learn something. And I need to know about Harlee.”
Scarlett studied the screen. “I can cloak your departure from the underground tunnel.”
Of course she could. Making them invisible was probably just one of Scarlett’s superpowers. Olivia had a few superpowers of her own she employed in the operating room. She was the only doctor Harlee entrusted to do her surgery, and the only one who understood that a successful outcome could be the difference between life and death.
Nic stood and slid next to Scarlett. “Too risky considering the new intel. And we still don’t know if the alleged vendetta against me is credible. We can set up a video chat with Jonathan.”
Kane stepped next to the group. “That works.”
Blood blistered in Olivia’s veins as she sprang to her feet. “That doesn’t work for me.”
Scarlett raised her hand. “I don’t mean to dismiss Olivia’s thoughts, and I can make a meeting with Jonathan happen securely, but can we talk about this later? I have a call in fifteen minutes and there’s more intel I need to share about my evil stepparents that involves the wearable weaponry demonstration at President Bradley’s birthday party.”
Olivia sat back in her chair. Despite the danger, Richard and Chavez’s union and wearable weaponry sounded fascinating. If the Joint Chiefs walked in and demanded she leave the room, she’d remain fixed to her spot. If she was stuck in the VIPER-verse, she might as well enjoy the drama.