Jones demanded, standing at the top of the stairs where Caitlin had intercepted him. “Who called off the Ranger detail?” “Answer my question first.” “Safe.” “That’s not a place, Ranger.” “It beats the ground. Your turn.” “Somebody with Homeland’s security code made the call.” Jones rose to the top step, even with Caitlin now. He liked sticking out his chest and straightening his spine as gestures of intimidation. “Where is Sandoval?” Caitlin held her ground, hands planted firmly on her hips. “Seeing the sights.” “Bullshit.” “Call it whatever you want.” “What I want is for you to come clean and start helping me pull this op out of the shredder.” “Don’t think I’m following, Jones.” He shook his head, all pretenses of calm and moderation gone from his demeanor. “You have any idea how much we’ve got riding on Sandoval?” “What’s going on here has nothing to do with that.” “I don’t give a shit. He belongs to us. That means if you want to meet with him again you go through me.”
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