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five hundred, when just three days prior, there hadn’t been a single one.
    She came across a heavily redacted report that had all of the earmarks as having originated with the CIA. The report was mostly concerned with a suspected terrorist affiliate—with a redacted name—who was said to be in the area of Kapchorwa. The terrorist was not confirmed exactly, but a witness with questionable credibility had identified him. Olivia knew the report had to be talking about Najid Almasi, but the thing that piqued her interest was why anybody in Kapchorwa would be able to identify a wealthy Saudi oil heir, who as far as anyone knew, had never been to Kapchorwa before.
    The report mentioned an undetermined number of jihadist suspects being tracked out of the country. An addendum to the report ended in Kitale at a local airport. A misplaced passport had been discovered in a hangar according to the report. The name on the scan of the passport was surprisingly not redacted. Olivia cross-checked the name with those on the list she’d been tracking from Pakistan before her unexpected break from work.
    They matched.
    The ramifications frightened her to the core.

Chapter 11
    Barry Middleton wasn’t in his cubicle five minutes by the time he’d made enough muted sounds to alert Olivia to his presence. She came to stand in his doorway.
    Barry pointed at an empty spot on the top of his L-shaped desk.
    Olivia seated herself there, coffee mug still in hand. “Barry, I need to talk about the project.”
    Nodding in understanding, he said, “It’s in the CIA’s hands now.”
    “Yeah, I know.” She pointed in the direction of Eric’s office. “I spoke with Eric this morning. He’s going to get me added to the team.”
    “Until it’s official—”
    Olivia tilted her head forward and looked down her nose. “It will be.”
    Barry’s reluctance evaporated immediately.
    “Don’t tell me anything you don’t feel comfortable with, okay? At least not until the official word comes down later this morning.”
    Barry nodded sheepishly.
    “First things first.” Olivia leaned close and said softly, “I came across a report this morning…”
    Barry looked at his watch. Normal work hours didn’t start for another hour. He looked back up at her. “What time did you get in?”
    “I couldn’t sleep.” Olivia shrugged to let him know it was no big deal. “This report looked like it came from somebody on the ground in Kapchorwa. I think a CIA asset.”
    Nodding, Barry said nothing.
    “Most of the details were redacted.”
    “That’s the way we get ‘em most of the time,” he replied.
    “Yeah.” Olivia’s face turned serious. “I’m wondering if there’s any way to contact the asset directly.”
    Barry’s expression turned suspicious, and he leaned away.
    She reached over and put a hand on Barry’s shoulder. “I don’t want to get anybody in any trouble.”
    “The identity of a CIA operative is classified for a reason, Olivia. You know that.” Barry looked around as though a secret agent might be lurking outside his cubicle, ready to do him in.
    “I don’t—” Olivia scooted back on the desk and took a moment to think of the right way to tell Barry what she wanted. “Eric has given me some leeway with my work time.”
    “For?” Barry asked.
    “To find my brother.”
    Barry looked down at his lap. “Sorry about your brother.”
    “Barry, it’s okay. I—” Olivia choked a little on her words, then quickly regained her composure. “I don’t know if he’s okay or not. But I’d feel better if I could find out. My parents would feel better if they knew. Honestly, my stepmom says my dad is going a little nuts.”
    Barry looked up. “I understand, but there’s only so much we can do from here.”
    “Without breaking any laws.” Olivia forced a smile to let him know that she was half joking. “The CIA operative was in Kapchorwa. The report made that clear enough. He moved on to Kitale in Kenya and has been