Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 154925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
Adam chuckled, though it wasn’t an amused sound. “You think her ego will be satisfied with getting her way, and she won’t question the data.”
“I think I know how my father worked,” Drake corrected. “And Taylor knows how to fake data so no one will even question it. MaeBe and Hutch are damn fine at it, too. So is our guest, who is being helpful, but he’s not happy about his confinement.”
Ian had immediately put Joseph under twenty-four-hour guard despite the fact that he’d been right that Julia was going to attack. He’d simply been wrong about the target, but Ian couldn’t risk Joseph roaming free. “I’ve talked to the Canadian. He can leave once I have my daughter back. We can’t be sure he’s not a double. I don’t care what the Canadian authorities tell me. The Agency would have said the same thing about Julia Ennis a few years ago.”
Joseph had been calm about the guard. He’d offered his services and his opinion on whether or not they could fool Julia. He thought they could, but he was also under the assumption that Julia would trade Kala but not Kyle.
However, if Kala was out of the equation, Kyle would be free to do whatever he needed to do.
Once Kala was safe, MaeBe would be able to move in and then the real game could begin.
“Explain this process to me.” Charlotte finally sat down beside her husband.
“We’re going to take everything we currently know about The Consortium and a whole bunch of things we think we know and put them into a group of reports and faked surveillance footage that will look like a burn file,” MaeBe explained.
“I know how my father organized the one he had on his Agency enemies,” Drake admitted. “He kept detailed blackmail-like material on many rivals at the Agency and in politics. My mother would call it opposition research, but my father used it for something different. So I know how it should look. We simply have to properly organize it and make the data in the reports as airtight as possible. We’ve already begun. Normally we would take weeks, but we’ve got several talented people working on it. Chelsea alone has faked enough documents to make a go of this, and MaeBe is shockingly good with the deep fake.”
“Hutch is, too.” They’d spent the night faking video evidence of a couple of known Consortium CEOs committing acts of sexual deviance that would likely get them ousted. Not that she thought there was anything wrong with a dude who liked it rough and with a surprising amount of bodily fluids, but the world had not caught up on the live-and-let-love-kinkily philosophy. “We’re matching up times and places so everything looks good. It should take her far more than a casual perusal to figure out it’s fake. She’ll have to dig deep to catch any flaws.”
“We think it should take her days to go through what we’re going to give her,” Taylor explained. “It’s not reasonable for her to verify the data before she releases Kala. We think she’ll trust Drake enough to be willing to exchange Kala for what we give her. She’ll still have Kyle after all.”
“My sister doesn’t think I’m ruthless. She underestimates a lot of people, but you should understand that she will be well organized at this point,” Drake said. “I know you’re well versed at military operations, but she’ll be prepared for that. I’m not saying you can’t take her…”
“But until we have Kala out of the line of fire, anything can happen,” Charlotte said, seeming to take control of her emotions. Ian reached out and took her hand in his. “When we have Kala, there won’t be anything to stop us from taking care of the situation.” Her eyes came up. “I’m sorry, MaeBe. That call should be yours.”
“Kyle will be waiting for us to storm in. He’ll be ready, and he wouldn’t want to stay with her any longer than he has to in order to protect Kala,” MaeBe replied. “He told me what he wanted me to do. We move as soon as we can, and we finish this.”
“I’ve talked to our law enforcement contacts, and they’ve agreed to allow us to handle this as we see fit. They’re putting their careers on the line for me because this is not protocol,” Ian said, his voice grave. “So we need to keep this entire operation as quiet as possible.”
“No one’s going to talk,” Adam promised. “I’ve already wiped any security cam footage of Derek and the others coming into the building, and Chelsea will make sure there’s nothing to be found on our end. She also thinks she’s figured out where they flew out of. She believes they drove to a small airfield west of Shreveport, Louisiana. According to the records she’s managed to recover, the plane was a private jet registered to a company with known Consortium ties.”