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tomorrow morning, cocooning the cabin in for a good week, if not more. Jamie had better arrive before the big snow hit or she wouldn’t make it at all. And that would be just fine with him.
    He took another gulp of coffee and reviewed the plan that he despised but had taken on because he agreed with McCall—there was no other way.
    His mind went back to the day he’d entered his boss’s office and gotten the worst assignment of his life. Anxious to get back to work, he’d been feeling almost good for a change. Despite his encounter with Jamie at the wedding, he’d been all set to put that behind him. She would forget about her hurt feelings once she got back into a normal routine and would probably never think of him again—which, he’d told himself, was what he wanted.
    When McCall had told him about Jamie’s intent to go after Reddington, that good feeling had crashed to the ground like a giant meteor.
    He’d stared at McCall in disbelief. “Did you tell her that LCR would do this without her help?”
    “She’s insistent that she’s going to do it on her own if we don’t help.”
    Unable to sit still, he paced around McCall’s office. Incredulity and fury bubbled, threatening to explode. “I can’t believe you’re letting her call the shots.”
    “I’m letting her think she’s calling the shots. Big difference.”
    The grim tone in McCall’s voice told Dylan that the man didn’t like it any more than he did. Returning to the chair he’d jumped from moments ago, he leaned forward. “You think she has something on Reddington she hasn’t told you about?”
    “Yeah, I do. Or at least information on getting inside his walls. We already know it’s going to have to be an inside job. If she’s got an inside edge, we need to know what it is.”
    Dylan snorted his disgust. “The man knows what she looks like. How does she expect to fool him?”
    McCall shrugged. “She made a good point that Reddington didn’t see her after she healed. Her face was so swollen from the beating she got before he purchased her, she was unrecognizable.”
    “That doesn’t mean he hasn’t seen her since. Hell, for all we know, he’s got people following her, making sure she doesn’t cause him more trouble. And what about Reddington’s son? I know he saw her after she healed.”
    “Lance Reddington has been sent away to live with a distant relative. I’m assuming Reddington did that to get him away in case any charges stuck.”
    “And that’s for sure not going to happen?”
    “Reddington’s deep pockets bought his way out.” McCall lifted a shoulder. “Jamie’s right. The only way to get to him is to obtain irrefutable evidence of his slave-trading market.”
    “You got a plan to do that?”
    “I’ve got three investigators working night and day. The info’s coming in at a snail’s pace, though. If we try to get inside without being assured of a good cover, we’ll fail. The man will be on the highest alert for a while, so we’re going to have to go slower than I’d like. He knows we were involved in Jamie’s rescue, and he knows our reputation for going undercover to bring monsters like him down. He won’t trust anyone new for a while.”
    “What about that kid who helped us get inside Reddington’s house?”
    A small smile twitched at McCall’s mouth. “Raphael just received a full scholarship to a university in the States. He won’t be available to help.”
    Already knowing the answer, Dylan said, “Your doing.”
    “Yeah. The kid won’t stay out of it, and I can’t let him risk his life again. We were damn lucky he didn’t get caught before. After the hell he’s been through, Raphael deserves a life free of danger. Not that he was all that happy about it, but I promised him that if he still wants to work with LCR after he graduates, he’s got a job.”
    Dylan had met Raphael Sanchez only one time, and that had been right after LCR operative Cole Mathison had been rescued. The kid had