Because he hadn’t been able to give up the job, he’d lost his family.
He shut the drawer and then pressed a button on his phone to contact his assistant. “Get Lancaster up here,” he ordered. Lancaster was one agent who never let emotions slow him down.
Mostly because the guy didn’t seem to have any emotions.
Not like Cale. His eyes burned when he looked at Cassidy.
A few minutes later, a light rap sounded at Mercer’s door. When Drew Lancaster entered, Mercer waved him forward.
“I have a job for you,” he said to the agent.
Drew Lancaster nodded.
I can’t trust Cale, but I can count on Drew.
In the end, Drew would do whatever was necessary. He always did.
Chapter Nine
“How long have you had the tracking device?” The quiet question came from Dr. Tina Jamison as the EOD doctor approached Cassidy. “I’m sorry but—I, uh, wasn’t given full access to your file.” No, of course Mercer hadn’t given her that access. Cassidy rolled her shoulders.
“The current device was implanted about six months ago.” Not that she’d wanted it implanted. But she hadn’t exactly been given a choice.
Dr. Jamison, a petite woman with dark hair, peered up at her from behind the frames of her small glasses. “Sydney checked the signal, and it seems to be operating fine.”
Ah, Sydney. That would be the delicate-looking blonde over in the corner. The one huddled over a computer screen.
The one with the too-assessing gaze that kept sweeping back to Cassidy.
“It is operating perfectly,” Sydney said as she rose. And when she stepped away from the computer, Cassidy finally got a good look at the woman—and her very pregnant body.
Didn’t expect that.
“No matter where you go, I’ll be able to track that signal,” Sydney said with a firm nod. “We can find you.”
Good to know. Because Cassidy was going to that drop.
Genevieve was counting on her.
The door opened behind Dr. Jamison. Gunner hurried inside. Cassidy tensed. She knew Gunner was working out the details of the meeting with Genevieve’s captor and—
And Gunner stopped near Sydney. As she watched, Gunner lightly rubbed his hand over the blonde’s neck.
Sydney’s features softened.
Wow. I didn’t expect that, either.
Gunner, Mr. I Eat Nails for Breakfast, was with delicate Sydney? Before, he’d told Cassidy that he was married to an agent named Sydney. She just hadn’t expected to see the two of them like this. To almost feel the connection running between them.
Yes, that was envy that Cassidy felt knifing through her. Envy because Gunner had emotion blazing in his eyes as he looked at Sydney.
Love.
“I’d like to do some blood work on you,” Dr. Jamison was saying, pulling Cassidy’s attention back to her. “Just some routine—”
“No.” Mercer had a rule about that. One that he obviously needed to pass on to the good doctor here. No blood work was ever performed on Cassidy in this facility. Any checks she needed were privately performed in satellite offices that Mercer set up for her.
Tina’s eyes widened. ?