you know about him?â
âI donât,â Luke assured her. âYour dad said theyâd be coming for Elijah.â
âWhy would they want Eli?â Maddie breathed, clearly confused. âHeâs just a kid.â
âI thought heâd be safe,â Blake murmured. âI didnât think theyâd ever find out where Iâd hidden it. . . .â
âHidden what?â Maddie pressed. âDad, what did you hide?â When the senator didnât respond, her gaze darted between Jack and Luke. âWhat does he mean?â
Jack shook his head. âNo idea, love. There are only a handful of people in the Alliance who know anything about where the treasures are hiddenâthe highest-ranking commanders and a few trusted confreres . None of the rest of us know anything about where or how theyâre hidden.â
Luke ran a hand through his thick black hair and muttered a curse. âWell, apparently our pal Hal thought he could trust a fucking kid with the information.â
âHey!â Maddie snapped. âHow dare youââ
âHeâs right, Maddie,â Jack interjected mildly, cutting across her anger. âI donât know what your father was thinking, love. He completely disregarded protocol and has jeopardized us all. Hal isnât privy just to the treasures but to our covers, current opsâperhaps even private residences. We know a Guardian will transfer his knowledge of the treasures, but he couldâve shared the other information as well.â
âA lot of guys could die if we donât get a lid on this and fast,â Luke added.
âDad would never put anyone at risk unnecessarily,â Maddie insisted.
âThen we need to get to your nephew before anyone else does,â Luke told her. âWhere is he?â
Maddie sent a guarded glance in her fatherâs direction, her eyes brimming with tears as he slipped into unconsciousness. âTheyâre in a little town in Oregon about seven hours from here.â
Luke nodded. âIâll call it in,â he announced, fishing his cell phone out of his jacket pocket.
âLet me,â Jack insisted. âIâll report in after we get Hal to the hospital, let Will know whatâs going on.â
Luke met Jackâs gaze again in the rearview mirror, noticing his brother-in-armsâ guilty expression, wondering why the hell he wasnât willing to immediately call in their redefined objective to their commander. There was only one reason he could think of. âCommander Asher doesnât know what weâre up to, does he?â
âItâs my fault,â Maddie defended. âI asked my dad to procure Jackâs help under the radar. Iâm sorryâI had no idea it would go down like this.â
Luke chuckled bitterly as he pulled a hand over his face, working to keep his anger in check. This was fucking awesome. Heâd just gotten his ass shot at as a personal favor to Jackâs . . . whatever .
âWeâll need guards on the senator,â Jack informed him. âAnd Maddie isnât safe either. Weâll need to get them both back to headquarters in Chicago. Iâll handle things here until we can move them.â
âAnd the kid and his parents?â Luke prompted, already guessing at the answer.
Jack shifted a little in the front seat. âIâm going to need you to bring them into protective custody.â
âItâs only Sarah and Eli,â Maddie added. âSarahâs husband was killed in a car accident three years ago.â
Luke clenched his jaw, not liking this plan one damned bit. âThis is more Ianâs thing, brother,â he pointed out to Jack, referring to Ian Cooper, another of his brethren who was a former U.S. Marshal and had a personality far better suited to babysitting duty.
âIanâs on his way back from the Sudan, and you bloody well know it,â Jack