a great honor on Liam and his partners. In a way, he was. Devon Candler was a notorious recluse and personal interviews were rare. That would be useful to Liam if he eventually took on the security detail for Candler. It was harder for enemies to gun for someone when the target hardly ever exited their secured environments, gave away no personal information, and rarely allowed photographic images of themselves to be caught. On the other hand, it also made for a severely limited amount of information on his potential client. Liam didnât like mysteries, especially when the lives of his people were a factor.
âInez,â he called over his shoulder without looking away from Spencer, âtell Mr. Spencer if my three oâclock is available.â
Inez sat forward with a grin, pretended to consult her memory for all of an instant, and then said dutifully, âHis three oâclock is already booked.â She smiled. âHowever, you are available for the next two or three hours, boss.â
âBut I was told . . .â Spencer sputtered. âYou canât justâ!â
âYouâre the secretary. Isnât it your job to move things around? Upload the directions to this number and tell your boss Iâm on my way.â Liam reached for a card in his pocket, flicking it at Spencer, who barely caught it as he frantically pulled out a smart phone that no doubt had the exact details of Candlerâs schedule on it. Liam frowned when Spencer accessed the device without so much as a password or thumbprint for security. That , he thought, will be the first thing to go . âFlores, Gordon, youâre with me.â
Inez and Kellen hopped into motion, swinging into the truckâs front seats. Liam climbed in the back after dismissing everyone else to their regular schedules back at the NHK compound. Inez started the truck while Kellen turned on the SatNav system that would take the directions Spencer was about to upload. The satellite navigation system would pinpoint the exact location of the address and the quickest way to get there, as well as tracking fuel stops, hospitals, local law enforcement, and dozens of other vital stats that always came in handy. However, thanks to Roni Kleinâs inventive genius, they had the added bonus of having SatNav keep track of known and evolving Morphate clan locations, as well as other potential hotspots in the areas they would be passing through.
These types of clever programs, as well as inventions like the new body armor, earned NHK lucrative contracts. Between their facilities, private security services, and the research and development, NHK was a well-rounded success.
They could afford to indulge in tossing a little arrogance in Spencerâs face.
âWhere to, Liam?â Inez asked cheerily.
âHead north, champ. Iâm thinking the thruway,â Liam speculated. Inez knew enough to trust his instincts and she obeyed without hesitation.
âSo, you think weâll have any trouble getting an appointment?â Kellen asked with a grin as Liam pulled out his laptop and began to negotiate with the SatNav wireless system. It always took a while for Roniâs encryptions to engage, but it was also the only way of ensuring the highest level of privacy during transmission, allowing Liam to work freely without fear of being hacked.
âI donât see why not,â Liam mused a little absently, scrolling through screens quickly while he waited for his connection. He drew up the NHK schedule and began thinking about how much personnel, time, and equipment was going to be needed to guard Devon Candler.
He would personally be in charge of this operation. Leo White Crow and Kadian Corelli, the other two Field Leaders in this region, were involved in other assignments. He was fine with that. Heâd just returned from a training seminar at Langley, and his team was itching to get back into the field. They trained hard while he
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