window for a few minutes, and sure enough, he went around the block and parked down the street.

“Fuck, what the hell has Blake gotten herself into?”

Doug moved away from the window, shaking his head in frustration. “What the fuck do we do now?”

“I don’t know. You can bet your ass that whatever this is, they have no intention of just bringing her in to talk. We need to find her before they do,” I said.

“We can’t go anywhere as long as that guy is following us.”

“So, we have Matt come over here. He can take Dad’s old beater truck and park one street over, then slip in through the back. He looks enough like me, same build and everything. He can take my car and drive around. Agent Woodly will most likely follow him to see where he goes. Then we’ll slip out the back and take Dad’s truck out to Blake’s apartment.”

“And what do we do when we get there? If they came here, they’ve most likely already been to her apartment. And if she did take classified documents, they already went through it and probably have it closed off.”

“Well, we can’t just fucking sit around here and wait,” I said in frustration.

His head snapped up and a smile split his face. “Kyle.”

“You want to go to a cop right now?”

“He’s a friend. He’s known Blake all his life. You know he would help.”

“Even if he could, he can’t just put her name in the system. If the FBI is looking for her, that would be a red flag.”

“We don’t need to put her name in the system. Remember, she has that storage unit under her friend’s name? There was a car in there. We ask him to run the plates and see where they show up.”

“That could work,” I said, thinking it over. “He’d have to be sure that he wasn’t being watched.”

“But if we can find that car, we’ll find her. I’m sure of it.”

“Alright, let’s call him.”

Chapter Thirty

Blake

I pulled my hair through my ponytail holder as I walked in front of Parker into the conference room, grinning like a fool. We had been called in here an hour ago, but we got caught up in the shower, and then in the bedroom. We were lucky we were here at all.

“Nice to see you,” Knight said, “three fucking days later.”

“Sorry,” I grinned. “Guess we got tied up.”

Parker laughed beside me, but Knight’s glare had us both straightening up.

“Did you find something?” Parker asked.

“Becky’s going to be briefing us in an hour. I thought we should discuss what happens from here.”

“Okay,” I nodded.

“We’ve been watching all channels of communication over the last few days. The lab sent the video footage they obtained over to the FBI. Both of you are listed as wanted persons.”

I nodded, but I could take this a lot better than Parker. I knew from the moment that I stole the information that this was coming. This was really bad for Parker, though. He hadn’t planned on this.

“So, where do we go from here?” Parker asked. “We can’t stay here. That would put the whole company at risk.”

“Yes, you can,” Cap said, stepping into the conference room.

“We asked you to do this job. We’re not kicking you out now,” Knight said irritatedly.

“Well, technically Knight asked you to do it. He kept me in the dark for a while, but I agree. And now that we have that journal, we need to speed this up and figure out what’s going on. You’ll have to stay out of sight from now on. If they find out you’re here, there’ll be no way for us to protect you against a search warrant.”

“I need to go see Kiera.”

“No,” Knight said, leaving no room for discussion.

“Yes. She fucked up my life. I need answers. If the feds are going to come for us, I need those answers now. I’ll never get another opportunity once they lock me up.”

“If you go, you risk someone spotting you and you risk losing her as your witness. She stays where she is and you don’t go see her.”

A man knocked at the door and then entered. He was built like all the rest of them, but he wore glasses and carried a laptop. “Uh, boss, we have company.”

He pulled up a screen on the monitor on the wall. It showed the front gate of the property.

“What am I looking at?”

“This truck, it’s a group of men, five of them. They’re asking to speak with someone in charge. I figured because of what’s going on, you’d want to be notified.”

I took a step closer and looked at the truck. “Can you pull up the plates?”

The man did as I asked and zoomed in. I couldn’t help the bubble of laughter that ripped through me. “Oh my God. How did they find me?”

“Who?” Parker asked.

“My family.”

“Blake, what the fuck did you get yourself into this time?” Todd asked as he stormed across the parking lot toward me. I jumped into his arms, hugging him tight to me. I hadn’t seen them in a long time, but not being able to talk to them was hell on me.

“You don’t want to know. How did you guys find me?”

“Well, after the FBI started following me around and they showed up on Doug’s doorstep, we knew that we had to get creative in finding you.”

“How did you?”

“Your storage unit. I had Kyle run the plates of the car. It showed up on cameras in this town and after doing some research and finding out that this place was here, we figured it couldn’t be a coincidence.”

That was bad. I knew that they only found me because they knew about the storage unit, but if they found me, so could the FBI. Not to mention that if they were being watched, chances were that they still were. And they had taken my dad’s truck.

“You guys, I really appreciate the effort you went through, but you

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