Free Choices will Destroy (An FBI Romance Thriller Book 14) by Morgan Kelley Page B

light because we’re going to be working out of the Hoover building.”
    “Yes, Doctor.”
    “Head to the back of the jet to make the call. You’ll have privacy to coordinate it. Please book the morgue for me. I’m going to be doing an autopsy tonight.”
    She moved out of her seat, but before she walked away, Merry patted him on his shoulder. “Don’t worry, Chris. We’ll catch him. She’s the best investigator the FBI has. I have faith in the boss lady’s skill.”
    Oh, the irony of that statement.
    As soon as Merry was gone, and they had privacy, Chris moved closer to the people he called family.
    “We need to talk,” he said, sitting down across from them.
    Ethan watched him cautiously. While he trusted his friend, Elizabeth had told him everything. He didn't like that more people knew about what went down. While it was just them, he could keep it contained.
    Now…not so much.
    “Chris, I told them everything that happened, even what went on between us,” she admitted
    “Newton, huh?” He tried to joke, but he knew what was coming, and he needed to lighten the mood.
    She nodded.
    “I have to be honest with you,” he said, reaching into his bag. Pulling out a folder and container, he held them in his hand. “Here.”
    When Chris handed her the bullet, she got that sick feeling in her stomach.
    “Gabe told me to bury everything from the case. I did what he asked, but before I followed his instructions, I had to know the truth. That bullet took Seamus O’Brien’s life. That’s how I knew, Elizabeth.”
    She stared at him.
    “It had one traceable fingerprint. I ran it, and it seems that you’re the owner.”
    She didn't speak.
    “I thought you should have it back.”
    Callen went to speak, but she stopped him. “Please, he deserves this moment. I trust him with my life.”
    Chris continued, “When I picked it up at the city morgue, I made sure they cremated the body. You don’t have to worry about that. The family couldn’t afford a burial, so Gabe signed off on it. We footed the bill.”
    It only seemed fair since she might have killed the wrong person.
    “Thank you, Christopher.”
    “Don’t thank me. You know where my allegiance has always been, Elizabeth.”
    “Why didn't you tell her sooner?” Ethan asked. “You knew, but you didn't tell her.”
    Chris thought about it. “At first, it was because I was madly in love with her. Elizabeth saved me so many times, and I’m not just talking about in the field. There were countless times in which I wanted to run, but she stuck. When she promised to have my back, she always did. A part of me didn't want to believe Elizabeth did it, but I had the proof the entire time. I hoped this day wouldn’t come, but I figured it was better safe than sorry.”
    She handed Ethan the bullet. “I was so young and naïve. I actually thought it would stay buried.”
    “I wish we had the files to work this case,” Ethan said. “It would make this easier.”
    Chris handed him a stack of papers. “You do. I kept a copy with the bullet.”
    They stared at him, unsure what to think. Elizabeth’s eyes filled with tears, but the men…they were suspicious.
    It was clearly written on their faces.
    “Everything is in there—the reports, the bloodwork, and the DNA. It’s all there.”
    Ethan opened the report as Elizabeth read over his shoulder. When he flipped the pages, a sheet of paper fell out. When she picked it up, she immediately recognized it.
    It was the note the profiler had left on her desk.
     
     
    You have a watcher. He’s going to be studying his prey the entire time before he makes a move. They are highly intelligent individuals, and very dangerous. If cornered, they will strike out. They will kill out of necessity, and all focus should be on the team. If they want to play a game, they will, using all the pawns in play. If the male has an ego, or issues with his past, he will be more than likely to strike out at the investigators.
    Once he is