He understood more than most the necessity for secrecy and fully endorsed the general principal of “need to know.” But when his sixth sense started to quiver and the rest of his instincts were vibrating along with it, then he paid close attention and stepped back to get a better look at the big picture. Two cases in a row with a connection to Lusty, Texas? Coincidences happened, but he didn’t like them. Connor leaned against the rail overlooking the Brazos River as it made its way through the city of Waco. This was as good a place as any to meet up with Frank. The sound of a car door slamming drew his attention. Frank Freeman, Connor’s partner for the last six months, joined him and copied his pose. He supposed they made a strange pair—Connor the former Army Ranger and Frank the former Fed. Connor had spent his last few months in the military in covert operations, under the Joint Special Operations command. They’d both been tagged by an agency that operated under the radar.
