classified,” Alex said, getting up and rubbing her wrist where the cuffs held it.
“Young lady, you will tell me what is happening.”
“I can’t—”
“Do not,” Jenny said. “I am your mother, and we are talking about your father. I have had it with being kept in the dark. I have had it with you two disappearing on me. Tell me what’s going on.”
“Oh, all right. We had a bit of a disagreement about an assignment. I mean ‘we, ’ including our bosses at Zeta. I wanted to stop him from doing something stupid, and he went ahead and did it anyway. You know Dad.”
“I certainly do.” Something struck Jenny all of a sudden. A curious absence. “Where’s Neika?”
“Dad took her with him. I have no idea why.”
Jenny’s heart sank. “I think I can imagine, and it doesn’t make me happy.”
“What?”
“Neika was trained as a bomb-sniffing military dog. Your father worked with her on a mission, and I guess he grew attached. That’s where we got her.”
“Yeah,” she said. “That makes sense.”
Alex’s nonchalance was infuriating. “Sense?” she exclaimed. “As in, it’s no surprise that my husband would need a bomb-sniffing dog?”
“Mom, really. I found out Dad wasn’t a classic-car dealer at about the same time as you, remember?”
Jenny controlled herself. “All right, all right, I get it.”
Alex rubbed her wrist. “Good. Thanks. I need to go. I need to take care of this. Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’ll be fine,” Jenny said unconvincingly, hoping her daughter would take the emotional bait.
But instead, Alex just said, “Great. Love you!” Then she disappeared out the door, leaving Jenny there, steaming.
Mrs. Morgan was tired of being shunted aside whenever they went off on their little adventures. She was tired of being kept out of the loop until it was all over, hoping it would work out but being blocked from any information or involvement—as every single day all she dreamed about was, first, standing at her husband’s funeral, and then, maybe even worse, standing at her daughter’s grave.
Standing in the foyer of her house, Jenny made a decision. She didn’t know how. But she knew what she was going to do.
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