Chapter 19
“They won’t just follow us back will they?” Natalie asked.
Owen looked at his watch. “No.”
“I suppose that means you’re going to take care of them?”
“Yes.” He had been waiting for this since they decided to go to Baylor. It was time he had a face-to-face with the Russians.
And take two more off the list.
That would leave only the remaining four. An easy target to take out.
Easy.
“Too easy,” he mumbled.
“What did you say?” Natalie asked.
He shook his head. “Nothing.”
What were they missing? Callie had checked. There were twelve men from Russia. Just twelve. But why would they put themselves in a position to only leave four to find the vial?
They wouldn’t.
“There’s more,” he said as he faced Natalie.
Her forehead furrowed. “More? More what?”
“Men.”
“But Callie looked.”
He nodded as he strode to her. “I know. Maybe they were already here.”
“We need Callie.”
His lips compressed as he sent off a coded text to Wyatt.
Meanwhile, Natalie turned to Emily. “Is there a computer I can borrow?”
Emily left the lab and returned almost immediately with a laptop. “It’s my personal computer. The campus can’t track whatever you’re going to do.”
Natalie opened the laptop and began punching keys as he looked to see what she was doing.
“There’s a group of expat Russians in Dallas. I didn’t even think about them yesterday. I should have,” she told him.
“We’ve had a lot going on.”
Emily’s eyes widened as she pieced it together. “Natalie, you work for the Russian Embassy.”
“Did. I’m pretty sure I no longer have a job,” she said.
Seconds later, a website pulled up for the Russian expat group. Natalie went to every link, but there was no way to know how big the group was.
“I’m not a hacker,” she said as she met Owen’s gaze. “Callie could find out all there is to know with little effort.”
“It’s a good place to start. There has to be a contact name,” he said.
He looked over his shoulder at Dr. Simon Moore, who was still sorting through the ingredients of the vial. He’d likely be there for some time. And there was no telling how long it would take Callie to get their information.
All they had now was time on their hands. Which made Owen uneasy.
“Umm,” Emily said. “I might know someone who could get into the website.”
Natalie was shaking her head before Emily finished. “No. You’re doing too much already.”
He pointed to the contact name on the screen. “Perhaps your hacker friend could give us information on Irina Matveev?”