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expression faltered in a very subtle way. What was that look? Sadness? Anger?
    Braced against the edge of the bed, she waited. What could be so horrible? It wasn’t like he would send her back there. It wasn’t like Bruzon could come and get her. So she waited, believing she could brave whatever he told her.
    He stood and walked to the windows where he peered up at the sky. Finally, he turned to her. “I’m afraid the government has …
concerns
about the validity of the information you delivered.”
    The veiled accusation drew her from the mattress. “Concerns?” Chest heaving, she tried to calm herself. “Validity? I gave them Bruzon’s blueprints!”
    He held up a hand as his gaze lowered. “I know. I know.” A sigh. “But they question that he would leave that out for you to steal, that he would be walking around with that information. They think it’s too tidy, too clean a scenario. In fact, they discovered a significant amount of evidence on your computer.” He nodded to the Dell she hadn’t touched since returning. “There are pieces of this so-called evidence that anyone with a brain would question the validity of, but the ‘proof’”—he hooked his fingers for air quotes—“was too strong for them to deny. There were images of you with Bruzon—”
    “Hello? He held me for six months. Of course I was with him!”
    “Two years ago. At his vacation home.”
    “That’s impossible!”
    “And they’ve found an offshore account in your name. With a significant amount of money deposited recently.”
    Dani gulped.
    “They believe you’ve helped Bruzon in some way to obtain either the technology or the contacts to secure the technology you say is in that underground bunker.”
    “Are they out of their minds? How would I gain the technology for nuclear weapons or WMDs—and that’s exactly what’s he’s building down there!”
    Lambert nodded. “I’m just trying to help you understand.” He huffed. “Never mind. There is no way to understand it. But that’s their position.”
    She sucked in a breath. That meant— “No …”
    Sorrow clung to his handsome, weathered features. “I’m sorry, Danielle, but the FBI has been reviewing your debriefing transcriptsas well, and they’ve requested an interview. The Senate Subcommittee on Select Intelligence is launching an investigation, which could lead to criminal charges.” He drew himself straight.
    “They are investigating you regarding espionage or treason.”

CHAPTER 3
    Capitol Hill, Washington, D.C
.
    F ebruary should be warm. Okay, for the average Joe, that would seem ludicrous, but Canyon preferred warmer. Like San Diego. Or the Caribbean. Not brittle with stinging slush numbing his toes as he climbed the steps of the Capitol building.
    Canyon shrugged as he tugged open the door and stepped onto the gleaming vinyl floor on the Hill. A security checkpoint cleared him, and he strode toward courtroom A10 in response to the AHOD sent by General Lambert. Curious. Most all-hands-on-deck relays ordered deployment. This one sent him to a senate subcommittee hearing.
    On the second floor, he spotted a small group huddling outside the courtroom. His mind leapfrogged over the heads—straight to one semiwavy patch of black hair. No way. What was
he
doing here?
    Movement to the side snagged his attention. Max “Frogman” Jacobs. Their eyes met before the team leader passed through the double doors. Right behind him Legend strolled by, sipped from the water fountain, then disappeared into the same courtroom.
    Canyon would go in eventually, but first he wanted answers. He marched up to the small crowd.
    “What’re you doing here?” Range glanced to the side, eyes wide.
    “I could ask the same, little brother.”
    “I told you last night I had a trial.”
    Canyon blinked. “When?”
    “When you came by the house to drop off Mom’s prescription.”
    Canyon didn’t remember that, but whatever. After a quick shoulder-patting hug, he grinned