Chapter 98: Nolan

Saturday. Arlington, VA.

NOLAN KNEW WHATEVER WAITED for him at the little, red blip wasn't something he was going to like. Since he'd stonewalled the FBI, they'd been running balls to the wall trying to catch up with Yvonne's tail.

Three tracking devices and this was the last one.

No one had said anything, but it was obvious that her kidnappers had stripped her of each device. Nolan had found the bracelet tracker on a sidewalk. The tracker he'd shoved inside her vest was in some bushes. Their last hope was the tracker Yvonne had kept clipped to her bra strap.

Melody kept pace with him, her phone pressed to her ear and Grant no doubt tearing her a new asshole.

This was on him. He'd been the operative in charge of Yvonne's safety for that half-hour window, and he'd failed her.

There was no question in his mind he'd find Yvonne, but would he be in time?

The masked man had given Nolan a list of rules. That told Nolan that the guy wanted something. There would be an exchang