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“But why wouldn’t she be able to?”
    “She’s in trouble. Deep trouble. You saw the news.”
    “I saw it, but she has a phone,” David said, rubbing his eyes.
    “Unless she doesn’t?”
    “Stop. She can find a phone somewhere. She can stop a stranger and sweet-talk him into letting her use it.”
    “But she’s not doing that.”
    “I know that, thank you,” he mumbled.
    “You’re welcome.” She kissed the top of his ear. “So, what are we going to do?”
    David sighed and lifted his head. “Until she gets in touch withus, there’s nothing we really can do.” He glanced at the television on the wall. Jackie and Ian’s pictures once again flashed across the national news channel. “We can pray.”
    Summer’s gaze followed his. “Yeah. A lot.” Silence surrounded them, broken only by the television reporter giving information about calling “if anyone spots the two fugitives wanted for questioning regarding terrorist acts against the United States.” Summer finally broke the quiet. “Think Ron could find her?”
    “If anyone can, it’ll be him. Maybe she’ll call him.”
    “Yeah. Maybe.” She tapped her lip and her frown deepened. “Keep trying. She’s bound to turn her phone on at some point.”
    “Let’s hope so.”
    The baby monitor crackled. “Mama. Come get me. Now.” Summer smiled. She slid into David’s lap to wrap her arms around his neck. “I’m going to get Riley, but I want to go to Jackie’s house and look around.”
    “What do you think you’ll be able to find that Adam couldn’t?”
    “I don’t know,” Summer sighed. “But at least I’d feel proactive.” She glanced at the quiet baby monitor. She wouldn’t have long before Riley would demand her attention again.
    “Let’s give it awhile longer and let Adam take care of Jackie’s house.” He studied the television. “I sure hope she knows what she’s doing.”
    Summer nodded and headed for the baby’s room. “I hope so too. I really do.”

    Victor looked at the computer. He studied the information his inside man had retrieved and sent just minutes ago. He’d finally given up the chase and decided to let the cops handle it. Once Lockwood and Sellers were in custody, he could get to them as easily as he could cross the street.
    Right now, he needed to make sure he conducted as much damage control as possible. He picked up the phone and dialed his contact.
    The man answered on the second ring. “Did you get it?” he asked Victor.
    “I did. So these are the numbers Lockwood called that day?”
    “Yes.”
    “And you traced all of them.”
    “I did.”
    “So who is Holly Kent?” Victor asked.
    “Lockwood’s cousin. She lives in New York with her daughter, Lucy. Holly and Lockwood are close and they stay in touch. He visits her three to four times a year. Her husband was in the military, but he went missing about a year ago.”
    “All right. Why is she important?”
    “It looks like he faxed several things that day, including something to her. The fax was one page. I’m thinking it must have been the email.”
    “Why would he fax it to her?” Victor frowned.
    “She’s a cryptologist.”
    Victor sucked in a breath. “Well now, that wrinkles the picture a bit, doesn’t it?”
    “I would say. If she deciphers that code and tells someone . . .”
    “Yes. You don’t have to tell me what a disaster that would be.”
    “I’m assuming you want her found.”
    “Yesterday.”
    “She’ll be taken care of by the end of the night.”

    Special Agent Elizabeth Miller stepped inside Jackie’s small cottage-style house and stopped. “Someone beat us here.” She reached for her Glock and Sam did the same. She nodded forSam to go left and she went right. Elizabeth stepped sideways and moved slow, eyes roaming, senses alert. She absently noted the tasteful if plain décor, the lack of family pictures or plants. Jackie didn’t spend much time here.
    Her gut said whoever had trashed the place had