Not a sound was heard save the shocked intake of breath. And then the buzz of whispers began. “Please,” BB requested, raising his hand for a second. “We have much information to cover and if there are questions before we leave to continue our interrogation of the traitors, either Maurice or I will answer them. Acceptable?” As there were no objections, BB continued and activating a laptop, he brought up a file. A large, contemporary painting sprang to life on the large screen in the front of the meeting. “This is one of a series of paintings associated with the Crusade. It was part of the shipment that was intercepted. We knew that someone in our midst had leaked information to the cartel, and the mission was declared a failure.” Sonya took in a deep breath. She knew that painting! It was one of the series that had been on the memory card from their computer. Another example of the same series of paintings showed up on the screen. Slowly, her hand went to her mouth. BB’s laser gaze noted her reaction.
