for his assigned person, but he found he was always watching Jody’s back, too.
She ignored him and made coffee as she talked with Mr. Wiseman. The senator sat in the hotel suite living room.
“Senator, who all knew you’d be staying at the Windermere Hotel?” Evan needed to narrow down how the shooters knew where they’d be staying.
“Just my wife and campaign manager.”
One of them might have told someone, but chances were the information came from the inside. Unbelievable.
“And, after this second attempt, Agent Novak, I agree we should cancel the remaining rallies.”
Evan would have to go back to the field office, be near a wolf in sheep’s clothing and pretend he had no clue that one of them wanted him dead.
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