Hank sat across the warehouse room from a cowering Jim Martin, who sat in the corner of the room. A recliner sat next to him, untouched. Jim Martin trembled as Hank stared at him. Sarasin stood behind Hank.
"Once again from the top. Whom were you working for, where exactly did you go, and who else did you deal with?" Hank's voice stayed low and calm.
"I told you; I was given two names by the CIA agents Agent Sam Billings and an Arab by the name of Amar al-Azmah, but no one else contacted me. I was always contacted afterward by a muffled, distorted voice on a prepaid phone though. I would be given information on where to go and what was needed. I dealt with Syrian refugees, mostly in upstate Pennsylvania, New York, and Ohio. In exchange, the CIA opened doors for my practice and expanded my research funding. They also helped my wife make the right connections for herself in the district attorney's office and judiciary community. They guaranteed that she'd have a federal judiciary appointment within three years," Jim Martin stuttered.
"Where were these places in these states that you went? And were there any in the Philadelphia, New York, or Washington DC area?" Hank demanded.
"I can't show you on a map. I was always a passenger." Jim Martin stuttered even worse, fear evident on his face.
"Can you take me to these places?"
"I can't," Jim Martin whispered. "Okay, okay, okay!" Jim Martin nearly screamed as Hank stood up. "I'll take you."
In the back of his mind, Jim Martin was hoping to find a chance to make a run for it.
"Where is the prepaid phone?" Hank demanded. "My wife has it."
"Really?" Hank smiled as he turned to Sarasin.
Sarasin stepped from the room to call Sanchez. Sarasin gave Sanchez instructions for the team. She wanted Tabby and Moore to gain access to Samantha Craig's assistant DA's office, her private office, and her home office to search for the prepaid cell phone Martin told them Assistant DA Samantha Craig had.
As Tabby and Moore were making their way into the Philadelphia City Hall, they noticed Assistant DA Samantha Craig talking on a cell phone in a secluded area outside the building, looking around as she spoke into the phone. The two women walked toward Samantha Craig. She ceased to speak as they approached.
"Excuse us. We are looking for City Hall," Tabby said in a valley girl accent, tossing her hair as she made the statement.
"You're here, you ditz. Look around," Samantha Craig mocked the young woman.
Unknown to Samantha Craig, Tabby and Moore both were carrying signal cloning devices in the small packs they carried over their shoulders. Immediately, the cell Samantha Craig was using was cloned as was her district attorney's office cell phone and her cell phone. The one she was using was the prepaid cell phone Martin had told Hank and Sarasin about.
The two women walked away as Samantha Craig resumed her conversation. Both women pulled their earbuds out of their packs that were attached to the cloned cell phones. They listened in on the call Samantha Craig was on.
"I don't care if they are heading to the New York Camp. Doctor Martin is missing. He hasn't been home nor is he answering his cell. The last thing he told me was that he was going to visit that Mitchell whore," Samantha Craig hissed.
"Very well. I will relay the message. Be aware though, that the two agents detailed to keep an eye on Doctor Martin were found dead on the side of the road near Mitchell's home. The vehicles were blown up by explosives. The Mitchell woman and her children are still at her home," a male voice said.

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Book 1 of the H&K Series : Path of Knowledge
Mystery / ThrillerHank and Katharine....how well do we really know our spouse? When extraordinary events occur, Katharine finds out that her "ordinary husband" isn't that ordinary. Hank has guarded his past carefully for years but recent events cause his past to col...