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“You can tell no one about the purpose of this meeting.”
    Easy enough for her to do, since she didn’t understand the purpose of the meeting. “All right.”
    “You already know that this pertains to Xander Eckhart. For some time now, we’ve had him under investigation. We believe he’s running drug money through his nightclubs and restaurants for an organized crime syndicate led by Roberto Martino. You may have heard about the recent indictments of Martino and the others in his organization.” Huxley gave Jordan a moment to process all this.
    “You seem surprised,” Nick said.
    She shot him a look. “Of course I’m surprised. I had no idea Xander was mixed up in anything like this. You’re sure of this?”
    Huxley nodded. “Yes. We’ve been watching Eckhart. We’ve seen him on several occasions with a man we know to be one of Martino’s associates. They meet in Eckhart’s office, which is located underneath the main level of his restaurant, Bordeaux.”
    “The one down the hall from his wine cellar, you mean,” Jordan said.
    Nick sat forward in his chair, interested in this. “You’ve been inside Eckhart’s office?”
    “Yes. Last year at his Valentine’s Day party, he gave me a tour of the entire space at Bordeaux.”
    “How well do you remember the interior of the office?” Huxley asked. “Would you be able to describe it, tell us the placement of the furniture, that kind of thing?”
    “I can certainly try,” Jordan said. “Is that what this is about? You want me to describe Xander’s office to you?” It seemed too insignificant for all the secret-agent rigmarole.
    Nick shook his head. “Unfortunately, it’s not that simple. What we want is for you to help us get inside Eckhart’s office. This Saturday night.”
    It took her a moment. “You mean during the party?”
    Nick folded his arms on the table. “How would you feel about bringing along an undercover agent as your date, Ms. Rhodes?”
    Jordan leaned in to meet him halfway. “I think that depends on who the date is, Agent McCall.”
    Next to Nick, Huxley pushed up his glasses. “Me.”
    Jordan looked over, surprised. “Oh. Okay.”
    “Try not to look so relieved,” Nick said dryly.
    “Sorry. It’s just that Agent Huxley seems more . . .” She searched for the right word.
    “Like a fancy-wine type?” Nick suggested sarcastically.
    “I was about to say ‘pleasant.’ ”
    “Actually, I have been doing a lot of research into wine for this assignment,” Huxley interjected. “From what I’ve read, Eckhart has quite an impressive collection.” He shot Nick a glance and cleared his throat. “Not that I’ll be drinking that evening, of course.”
    From Huxley’s nervous look, Jordan guessed that Nick held some sort of position of authority over the younger agent. Another of the FBI’s questionable judgment calls. “So I bring you as my date, and then what happens?” she asked Huxley.
    “I’ll break away from the party at some point and plant small recording devices in Eckhart’s office.”
    They made it sound so easy. Then again, to them, maybe it was. “Tell me how my brother fits into this.”
    Nick took the lead here. “The U.S. attorney has agreed to a reduction of your brother’s sentence to time served. If you cooperate with us, her office will file the motion on Monday. While waiting for the court to rule, we can arrange to have your brother transferred to home detention.”
    Jordan studied both agents carefully. “What’s the catch? There has to be one, if you’re willing to give up Kyle. Several months ago, the U.S. attorney had a blast making a public spectacle of the case. His way of being tough on crime, I suppose.”
    “The former U.S. attorney made a public spectacle of your brother’s case,” Nick corrected her. “The new one has a different agenda.”
    “You need to be aware that with any undercover operation, there is some risk of danger,” Huxley added. “We think we can minimize