Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 661

"Bombs?" The word came out of me like a cough.

He nodded. "Yes."

"But he traffics girls. That's what he does. Caged birds, auctions, Hemovax. Why would a man like that need a bomb?"

"It might look like prostitution is all he cares about, but he has a much bigger plan. It involves those bombs. We just haven't uncovered what it is yet." He stood and paced two steps, then turned back. "And our findings were only confirmed when Sama Jackson entered the country under a false identity and met with Big Bryan. After that meeting, nobody has seen him again."

"Who is Sama Jackson?"

"A man who used to work for the government. Secret work. Until he started selling his services to the highest bidder. He should have gone to prison a dozen times over, but he's so well connected he kept walking free."

I shook my head. "I'm confused. What does Sama Jackson have to do with any of this?"

"Sama Jackson builds bombs." He let that sit for a second. "A secret meeting with Big Bryan means one thing. He's here to help Bryan make them."

"So arrest them. Arrest both of them."

"With what?" His laugh had no humor in it. "Without irrefutable evidence, we can't touch either man. And even if we put a bullet in Bryan tomorrow, that bomb still goes off, as long as he's already paid Jackson for it. And he has. There are records of billions moving to Sama Jackson through offshore accounts, and every cent traces back to Big Bryan."

He stopped in front of me. "We could arrest them on what we have. Small discoveries. But with their connections and their deep pockets, the charges won't stick. They'd lawyer their way out in a week, and this time it would be twice as hard to stop the bombs, because they'd know exactly how closely we're watching."

I sat there with my heart drumming against my ribs.

"Bryan has been staying at that club, playing the harmless pimp, pretending prostitution is his whole world. But I think he's waiting. And Jackson is probably holed up in some secret location right now, assembling those bombs with the team Bryan gathered for him."

He crouched down in front of me again, his voice low and even. "If we can get the location, if we can find where that bomb is being built, we catch Sama Jackson in the act. Him and every man on his team, red handed, with evidence that will never wash off. They don't walk away from that.

But the most important thing, above all of it, is stopping that bomb. And it all has to happen in secret. Nobody can find out, not the press, not the politicians on Bryan's payroll, nobody. That's why I went undercover. That's why I hired one of Bryan's girls to be sent to me. I needed information from the inside."

A rueful smile crossed his face. "I had no idea the Stacy I saw online would turn out to be Sparrow's wife. Or that she'd be one of Bryan's victims."

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