Free No Good Deed by Allison Brennan

dedicated agent.
    Hans said, “Dunbar’s flight arrived at eight thirty last night. He took a taxi from Dulles; the receipt in his pocket says he paid the driver at nine forty-nine—which would have given him enough time to get his bags, hail a cab, and drive home. He came in through the front door and disengaged the alarm. He didn’t reengage it. He put his bag down in the entry at the base of the staircase and went to the kitchen. Took a beer from the refrigerator—it’s all that was in there, which isn’t surprising since he’s been undercover for six months. He opened the beer. Someone shot him twice from behind, once in the back and once in the back of the head, possibly when he was already down.”
    “No sign of a struggle?”
    “None.”
    “And no one heard anything?”
    “It smells professional,” Hans said. “Execution.”
    Rick said, “Logan and I were supposed to meet at one this afternoon. When he didn’t show up, I called. No answer. I confirmed his flight, and then I called the Alexandria police for a welfare check. They found the body.”
    “Anything stolen?”
    “Not that any of us can tell. His briefcase is here, but something could have been taken or copied. Noah, I need you to take the lead on this,” Rick said. “We need to know if this was connected to San Antonio as soon as possible. If it’s not, we’ll regroup and look at his old cases and personal life. But it sure as hell wasn’t random.”
    “You heard what happened this morning in San Antonio?” Hans asked Noah.
    “The escape? Yes.”
    “Two dead DEA agents. Dunbar spent the last six months in San Antonio, and there’s a tertiary connection between the escaped felon and Logan Dunbar. Nicole Rollins, the escapee, worked for the same gunrunner that Worthington laundered money for,” Hans said. “Worthington is dead. Dunbar’s murder could be retaliation, payback, or something else.”
    Rick said, “While we waited for you, I called SAC Naygrow in the San Antonio office to find out where they are on the investigation and who is point. All agencies are working together, and I found out, without explicitly asking, that Lucy is on the task force. But because of Dunbar’s murder and the escape, Hans is going to San Antonio. He’ll ostensibly profile Nicole Rollins, but he’ll be covertly investigating the leak. While logic suggests there is a mole in the DEA who passed on information to Rollins when she was in prison, we also believe there’s a mole in the FBI.”
    “The San Antonio office?”
    “Most likely. Kane Rogan contacted me ten days ago and said he believes someone in the FBI is vulnerable, whether because they are the mole or have been compromised in some way we don’t know yet. That’s why I want Hans down there to assess.”
    “Rogan,” Noah said flatly.
    “You don’t have a problem with that,” Rick said, more as a statement than a question, though the question was there.
    “No,” Noah said. He still didn’t understand Rick Stockton’s loyalties to the Rogan family.
    Rick clearly didn’t believe him; Noah had never told anyone what happened in Europe with Liam and Eden Rogan. It could be that Rick knew what had happened—he had an uncanny way of gathering information—but Rick had never discussed it with Noah.
    That was six years ago, and he hadn’t seen the Rogan twins since.
    But Rick would know that while Noah was in the Air Force, he’d crossed paths with Kane Rogan who, Noah felt, envisioned himself as the Guardian Angel—or Avenging Angel—of innocents south of the border. Kane’s team took out guerrilla fighters and cartel leaders, burned cocaine fields, and rescued kidnapped Americans. And on one hand, Noah had a deep respect for what Kane and his ilk did. On the other, he’d seen firsthand in Kane a calm brutality and antipathy for the law that was disturbing. Noah didn’t want to believe that the FBI had a corrupt agent, but just because he didn’t want to believe didn’t