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Chapter 362: Sunday. Alec's House, Seattle, Washington.

ALEC CURSED UNDER HIS breath. He'd hoped for a phone call, an easy explanation for the assassination attempt. If Zain was showing up in person, this wasn't good news.

"Have a seat?" Alec toed a chair away from the table.

"Thanks." Zain said and laid his tablet on the table.

Paxton followed, but remained standing. Ryan stood at the end of the table, hands braced on the corners.

"Our dead guy from the plane is Russian. No surprise there." Zain brought up a New York driver's license, naming Vara's attacker as Igor Somethingshecouldntpronounce. "He was a chemist. Got bounced from several jobs due to a number of violations. He was on a couple watch lists and a suspected supplier. He wasn't an assassin. This was a lab rat."

"But we know who he is and that he's connected to the Russian mob?" Alec reached over and placed his hand on Vara's knee. He wanted to hold her hands, but the chemical burns were still fresh.

"We do." Zain's frown deepened.

"What?" Alec didn't like that frown.

"Th
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