Chapter 145: Vaughn

Monday. Secondary Safe House, Beirut, Lebanon.

VAUGHN GULPED DOWN more coffee. He'd been up far longer than he should. By all rights he needed be in bed, but there was too much to figure out.

"Zain just sent over the profile on this Hani guy," Nolan said staring at his tablet.

"Wanna read it for the rest of us?" Vaughn asked. He only had his phone on him and with how tired he was, reading on it was a pain.

"Sure. Skimming now." Nolan dragged his finger up and down the screen. "Let's see... Born to a lower-middle-class family. Middle child of four. He's been on his own for a while, struggling to earn money. Based on his arrest record, it's safe to say Hani runs with a tough crowd. Looks like typical gang stuff."

"What if that's the angle?" Vaughn leaned against the table. "He's part of this gang. He has to earn his keep. Farez over here roped him into this scheme then Hani sees Ashton. He's low-hanging fruit so Hani goes for it."

"Plausible. That doesn't explain our myste