“Who was it that said, ‘You don’t pay a call girl for sex, you pay her to leave afterwards’?” Megan clutched Jack’s hand tightly, her bloodless lips trembling as she asked.
Jack had ultimately come to the hospital. After accompanying Megan through a series of medical checks, he remained at her bedside to ensure she didn’t spiral into another dark episode. That one vigil turned into an entire night.
“Uh, Dashiell Hammett?” Jack nearly missed the cue.
Dashiel...
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Recalling Jack's instructions in her mind, Megan casually wiped her tears away. Her twisted expression quickly returned to normal before facing her father again, and she asked calmly, “Why do you want that list?”
“Obviously to hide it. If the FBI finds it, they’ll use it as evidence to charge you with three counts of murder. You’ll spend the rest of your life in a federal prison,” Andrew Kane declared righteously, acting as though everything he did was for her own good.
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Jack sat across from Megan, wineglass in hand. From the front pouch of his bulletproof vest, he pulled out the box JJ had given him and placed it on the coffee table. Glancing at the time, he spoke calmly.
“Factoring in traffic, your father won’t arrive at the hotel for at least another hour. And if necessary, I could even have the elevator malfunction—trap him in there a little longer.”
“That means we’ve got plenty of time. Don’t you think this would be a good momen...
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When it came to professional matters, they were best handled by professionals. After a round of thinly veiled threats from Jubal and Aubrey, the FBI quickly obtained the information they needed.
Katherine Villa—a former escort who had suddenly and hastily quit the business three years ago.
According to Madam Peyton, Katherine had been very young and highly sought after when she left, and her departure had come without explanation, appearing quite abrupt.
“I have to admit...
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The next morning, the FBI's Most Wanted Task Force intercepted a Rolls-Royce Cullinan in the B2-level underground parking lot of a skyscraper in Dallas's central business district.
“Who the hell are you people?”
Clay and Aubrey each restrained one of the car’s personnel—Clay grabbing the driver, Aubrey the bodyguard who had just stepped out from the passenger side. Jack casually slapped his badge against the rear window.
“Step out of the car, Mr. Andrew Kane. We ne...
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Although Trent Rubb had said the suspect was a girl named Helena, it was clearly just an alias. Aubrey contacted the madam who went by the name "Peyton" again, but the effort turned up nothing.
“Her original standard for choosing victims no longer applies. After tomorrow, we might be dealing with a lunatic who slaughters indiscriminately. That’s really, really bad,” Aubrey said with exaggerated concern—but his expression was surprisingly relaxed.
After all, they were alrea...
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"Hiring escorts is illegal, and it's also damaging to one's reputation. Of course, that approach won't work. These wealthy men won't willingly talk to the FBI," Jack said, though his face still bore that familiar confident smile.
"…But?" Aubrey, who had seen firsthand how Jack handled that lawyer early this morning—technically still last night—had already started to guess where he was going with this.
"But we can summon the legal teams representing these rich men un...
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The phone kept ringing as Jack dialed Alice’s number, instructing her to trace the call immediately.
But before JJ could pick up, the answering machine activated with a beep, and a sultry female voice came through the speaker. “Jack, I know you’re there. Pick up the phone.”
Everyone’s eyes immediately turned to him. Jack was still trying to determine if this was just some odd coincidence when the voice called him out clearly and confidently, using his full name: “Jack ...
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“I’m a federal agent. What else could I possibly be doing?” Jack asked, feigning confusion.
“Don’t play dumb with me, Jack. You’re here to make this all go away. They sent you to find me, to clean things up, to make me disappear, just like they want!”
The woman’s voice was seething with rage, each word like a ticking time bomb.
To everyone’s surprise, Jack responded with a light chuckle. “I get that you’ve probably been betrayed too many times ...
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With assistance from various legal teams, gathering background information on the victims happened at lightning speed. By the time Jubal arrived with the rest of the Most Wanted team, the large conference table in their temporary office was already stacked with boxes of paper files.
And that was just the physical documents. The materials weren’t limited to the third victim, Joseph Fielding, either. More detailed information than what the state attorney’s office had previously sent a...
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“State your business. My colleagues and I were just in a firefight downtown and got called here right after. You should understand what that means, Mr. Barrett. When someone’s in a terrible mood, there’s no such thing as being reasonable.”
Jack was getting irritated with the lawyer, and that irritation was beginning to spill over onto Attorney General Jackson. The same man who had asked Jack to keep things quiet was now throwing him under the bus now that the case had gone publi...
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When the SWAT team finally stormed the devastated hallway behind their riot shields, the man responsible for five deaths and eleven injuries was already devoid of any vital signs.
One pound of C4 isn't especially powerful; only a short section of the second-floor corridor in the El Centro College library was damaged. The building's structural integrity remained intact.
And considering that over fifty students inside the main building were kept safe thanks to the bravery of two cam...
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What lay before them was a scene of carnage—five or six officers and civilians lay sprawled in the middle of the street, blood pooling beneath their bodies and streaming along the pavement toward nearby drains in horrifying crimson streaks.
The El Centro College Officer Rocha had mentioned stood on the northwest corner of the intersection. The protest procession had been moving west to east, and DPD patrol cars had been stationed on both sides to block off traffic from the north and s...
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Midnight had come and gone, the police helicopter patrols above had already switched shifts, yet the standoff showed no sign of ending.
That said, Texas certainly outperformed California in terms of operational execution. DPD swiftly coordinated with the FAA to issue a temporary no-fly zone, permitting only law enforcement aircraft to fly over the city.
As a result, the embarrassment common in Los Angeles—where news choppers outnumber police ones—was avoided, and all news vans...
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The three-story library building of El Centro College had been completely surrounded—layer after layer of law enforcement—and the three FBI agents who had come to assist were ushered into a command vehicle being used as the temporary tactical center.
It was the same model as the one used by the Fugitive Task Force—built by Matman Inc. on a Freightliner MT-55 truck chassis. Judging by the paint job, it belonged to DPD.
The DPD SWAT team was already in position, using a loudsp...
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