"What about the Council?"

"There you aren't so lucky. We had a person call his office and ask for him, and she was told he was out sick and was not expected to return for a week or more. He's not at his apartment either, according to the doorman he left two days after the shooting. I think you have to assume he knows who you are, and he's looking for you for the Council, not the FBI."

I let out a breath. "Just fucking great," I said. "It doesn't matter, the first thing I need to do is get Tania home and safe with our family. Once she's safe,...