But right now? She leaned her elbows against the step above her. She didn’t feel like moving.
“Hey there, girl.”
Lara jerked her head up to see Lola traipsing down the sidewalk, wobbling on what had to be six-inch heels. She held up her hand. “How’s the real estate license going?”
Lola giggled and collapsed next to her on the porch. “I need to take a load off. My feet are killing me.”
“Maybe if your heels weren’t so high.” Lara pointed at the cartoonish shoes.
Lola slipped one off and wiggled her toes. “Really? You want me to wear sensible shoes in my line of work?”
“Maybe you could start a new trend—the girl next door.” Lara nudged her with her elbow.
“That’s not a new trend, sister. It’s tried and true, but believe me, your idea of the girl next door is gonna be a lot different from some john’s idea.”
“I wouldn’t want to have the same notions as some dude who has to pay for sex.” Lara bumped Lola’s shoulder with her own.
“Hey, he’s paying for the fantasy—livin’ the dream.” Lola wrapped her ponytail around one hand and tossed it over her shoulder.
“If you say so.”
“You’re selling the place, aren’t you?” Lola jerked her thumb over her shoulder. “Or are you just renting it out?”
“Neither right now. I’ll probably sell it, once I get it all cleared out.”
“Oh.” Lola tilted her head, and her high ponytail swished to the side. “I thought that was your Realtor coming in here.”
“My Realtor? I don’t have a Realtor. Someone went into the house?”
“I saw her twice, same woman. She wasn’t no working girl. I can tell you that.”
Lara hunched forward, her heart thumping in her chest. “Was she breaking in maybe?”
“Breaking in? Hell, no. She had a key.”
“A key?”
“She let herself in, but she didn’t turn on any lights. Is the electricity off?”
Lara shook her head, still trying to process the woman with the key part. “I was just in there. The electricity is on.”
“I assumed it was your Realtor.”
Lara’s breath caught in her throat. The footsteps in the dust. They weren’t all hers!
“Wait.” Lara scooped her hair back from her face and nodded. “Meghan. It has to be my half sister, Meghan. My father probably gave her a key to the house years ago.”
“I didn’t know you had a half sister.”
“We’re not close.” Lara pulled her cell from her jacket pocket. “Can I show you a picture of my sister just to make sure she’s the one who’s been coming here?”
“Sure.” Lola scooted closer to Lara, her heavy perfume making her nose twitch.
Lara tapped her photos and dragged her fingertip across the screen to scan through them, looking for the picture James had taken of Meghan in the Hot Spot.
“Hold on. I think it’s coming...”
“Wait!” Lola tapped her arm. “You just passed her two pics ago.”
“What?”
Lara dragged her finger back, and Lola squeezed her arm. “Stop. That’s her.”
Lara stared at the photo she’d taken of Cass and Katya in Battery Park when she’d questioned the ticket-taker about Anna.
What would Katya be doing in her father’s house? She tapped her fingernail on the pretty brunette’s face. “This woman?”
“No, the other one. The redhead.”
Lara’s pulse ratcheted up a few notches. “Are you sure?”
“I know faces, girl, and she’s the one.”
Cass.
* * * * *
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Keep your friends close. Your enemies closer. And your colleagues?
Trust has never been easy for Special Agent Lara Grant. Life taught her a hard lesson as a child, one she’s never forgotten. But now, when the betrayal is so close to home, Lara is pushed to the very limit.
As the players finally move into position, it’s time to go all in, or go home. It doesn’t matter that fear is shaking her very core, it doesn’t matter that everything she has—her team, her new family—is on the line.
What does matter is that there has always been one truth about Lara Grant: when her back’s against the wall, she comes out guns blazing. And at last her target is in her sights...
Part 7 of 8 in the chilling, high-octane FBI thriller TOUGH JUSTICE from New York Times bestselling author Carla Cassidy and authors Tyler Anne Snell, Carol Ericson and Gail Barrett.
On Tyler Anne Snell:
“I was on the edge of my seat from the very first page.”
—Read Love Blog on Manhunt
BETRAYED
Tyler Anne Snell
/> Tyler Anne Snell writes and reads a little bit of everything but has a soft spot for thrillers, mysteries and sexual tension. When she isn’t writing or reading, she’s rewatching her favorite TV series or playing video games. The first book she finished in one sitting was a Harlequin Intrigue. It taught her to appreciate the power of a good book.
Tyler lives in Florida with her same-named husband and their mini lions.
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Books by Tyler Anne Snell
Harlequin Intrigue
Manhunt
Private Bodyguard
Full Force Fatherhood
The Scientist’s Bodyguard
For Jen Fitzgerald, Janie Crouch and Elizabeth Heiter. Without the constant support from you I don’t know if I would have had the focus to write all of the words. Absolutely wonderful companions to travel through Deadline Land with! Thank you for everything.
CONTENTS
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
EPISODE SEVEN
Betrayed
Lara Grant has just discovered Cass has been visiting her dad’s house. Why? There must be an innocent explanation. Now Lara has to wage two wars—one on the home front, while still playing those deadly cat-and-mouse games with Moretti. But they should both know something about Lara. When pushed to her limits, she never goes down without a fight. Especially when her target is in her sights...
CHAPTER ONE
Why?
Lara stared at the spot on the ceiling with a good dose of detachment and yet intense interest.
Why had Cass been going into her father’s house?
The question hadn’t gone away since it had first cropped up. Like a tumor you knew no doctor would be able to cure. She couldn’t shake it, forget it or move past it. She also didn’t want to. The investigative side of her life, honed by her training and career, was being prodded by the stanch need to seek out the truth.
Which brought her back to the same blaring question.
Why?
“You look how I feel.” Lara tilted her gaze from the ceiling down to Xander. Behind him a scowling Ty was talking to Nick. Xander had circles ringing below each eye. She wondered if she was faring any better.
“And how’s that?”
“Frustrated.” His voice dipped low, menacing. “Angry.”
“That happens when you have more questions than answers.”
“And when you’re partnered with Mr. Chatterbox.” He cut his eyes back to Ty and Nick.
“That bad?” Lara asked, lowering her voice to match.
“Let’s just say we weren’t all smiles and cheer,” he deadpanned. “I mean, I feel for the guy, losing a partner...” He paused. A dark look shadowed his face before he seemingly rethought his words. When he spoke again, she could hear the difference in tone. He’d gone a different route than when he’d started talking. “I’ll just be happy when this is all over.” Lara nodded. She definitely agreed with that. “This probably won’t help our general confusion, but, then again, it might give us a good, solid lead to follow for once.” He produced a CD from his jacket pocket and grabbed a chair from Nick’s cubicle. “Do you mind?” He motioned to her computer.
“If it gives us a lead, no I do not.” Lara took the CD just as Nick and Ty made their way over. She loaded it into the computer. “What am I looking for?”
“It’s footage from our video surveillance from yesterday,” Ty explained. “We collected this after we chased and lost him. We looked through every business in the neighborhood searching for video of Mason Moretti the hours prior to us spotting him.”
“That’s a lot of footage, let me tell you,” Xander added. Ty noticeably paused his story with a look of annoyance. The two men working as temporary partners obviously had not enjoyed their time together. Lara imagined Xander had grown used to not having a permanent work companion, as Ty had gotten used to Mei’s company. Lara refrained from following that thought any further. She may not have known her for years like the others, but she felt the loss nonetheless. Mei had been a part of their team. That, in a way, made her family, too.
“As I was saying,” Ty said, rallying, “we finally spotted our very own twin cowboy.”
He moved around Lara and sped up the footage to a strip of sidewalk outside of a bookstore. They watched in silence after he hit Play, waiting until Mason Moretti and a woman walked into the corner of the frame.
“That’s definitely him,” Nick commented.
Mason had ditched the cowboy hat and was smiling at the woman beside him. Her head turned away, but they held hands. He said something that made her laugh before lunging forward and kissing her. What might have been a timid kiss, shying away from PDA on the somewhat busy sidewalk, turned into a scene of two lovers doing everything but taking their clothes off and having sex right there next to the street. Something Lara was sure would make it on to the cameraphones of several New York onlookers.
“That escalated quickly,” Nick said. “I think it’s safe to assume this woman is definitely familiar with Mr. Moretti.”
They watched as the couple continued to move against one another, only parting to breathe twice, before the two cooled down completely. Mason turned and began to walk away, pulling the woman along with him. His momentum spun her around, showing a clear view of her face.
Lara’s blood ran cold.
Katya Auerman.
The men continued to talk, taking guesses at the woman’s identity. Xander even moved Lara aside to pause the frame of the couple and print a copy out. Lara’s eyes stuck to the woman’s face. Sure as she was tired, she knew it was Katya. The former Moretti trafficking victim. The woman who Lara had seen talking to Cass in Battery Park. Cass and Katya had seemed more than familiar that day. Chummy even, embracing each other before parting ways.
Now Katya and Mason were paired up? What the hell was going on?
Her mind hopscotched to the Cape Cod she’d grown up in. Then Lola’s voice.
“No, you passed her—the last photo. That’s her.”
Cass.
“Excuse me for a moment,” Lara said, interrupting whatever conversation the guys had fallen into. She muttered something about the bathroom and quickly moved down the hall. Once she was inside she checked the two stalls to be sure they were empty. Not knowing why exactly, but after everything she’d been through so far—being followed, being watched—she felt better knowing her thoughts were even more secure. She rubbed her hand down her face before sidling up to the sink. Now, completely alone, she let her mind pick apart the main thoughts that had begun to rush in. Small, unsettling memories involving Cass prodded her, begging to be reviewed.
So, averting her gaze from the reflection in the mirror, Lara decided to meet them head-on.
Cass had almost unlimited access as well as technological know-how to easily gain information about each and every one of them. That didn’t preclude their individual pasts. Lara’s father, her mother, Meghan... Not to mention the professional side of her life.
How did Bartholomew’s house figure into it all? What had she been looking for?
“How could you have even kissed him?”
The anger, pure and unfiltered, had been there. Even if for a moment. And, wasn’t that all it took? One moment of raw anger could change the world. Why couldn’t it also make Cass do something out of character? Was she trying to knock Lara off balance as some sort of revenge?
Katya. What was her role in all of this?
Katya had been involved well before yesterday. If she and the FBI agent were indeed working together, then that meant Cass must have found out the full truth about Lara and Moretti.
Cass said she only overheard about the kiss. Was she lying? Lara moved her eyes back up to the mirro
r. She looked younger than she felt.
But so what if Cass knew about Lara and Moretti? Why would she go to all the trouble to slowly destroy Lara’s peace of mind? Lara’s stomach dropped. Could she have had a hand in Mei’s death?
“No way,” Lara said to the empty bathroom. Cass wouldn’t kill an innocent woman just to make a point. Not Mei. Plus, Cass didn’t stab herself with the knife, didn’t attach that note to her own leg. Forensics had already proven it was done by another. “Maybe I’m wrong.” Maybe Lola was, too. Maybe she hadn’t seen Cass but someone who looked similar. Maybe Lara was jumping to conclusions because there was nowhere else to jump.
Or maybe...
Moretti had used his brother to get to Cass. They used the young woman’s rage and anguish over her sister’s fate and used it to their advantage. Taken her ever-simmering bitterness and used it to manipulate her. Created a well-connected, well-resourced pawn. A puppet to be played with and strung along.
Lara’s reflection showed a hardened woman, an expression of silent anger staring back. It softened for a moment, but the moment didn’t last long at all. She glanced at the reflection of the bathroom door leading back out to their everyday offices.
Despite her motives—her tragic, heart-wrenching past with her sister—Cass was out there. The Bureau was her playground. One she knew how to play with. One that made her privy to everything in their investigation.
Lara let out a shaky exhale. She turned the water on high and splashed her face. It cooled the heat of frustration.
How had the case of a jumper snowballed so phenomenally out of control?
A knock sounded on the door. Lara turned the water off and grabbed a handful of paper towels.
“Yeah?” she called. The door wasn’t locked.
“It’s Nick,” her partner answered.
In that moment Lara made a decision she normally would have shied away from. She dried her face off and exited the bathroom. Nick’s brow was knitted together, concerned.
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