Chapter 18
Kate’s people were waiting for her when Terry finally let her go. They were sitting in the kitchen around a small side table that looked as if it was primarily used for staff to share their meals. A Secret Service and a DPG agent were stationed at either end of the kitchen.
She checked the storerooms, but they were kept cool enough to remind her of a meat locker…or a morgue. She finally stumbled on the butler’s pantry and nodded for her team to join her. Once they were crowded into the room and the door was closed, there wasn’t a whole lot space.
Sam sat on the floor with his back against the door and his arms propped up on his knees. The Marine Force Recon tattoos on his massive forearms showed clearly: one bore the winged skull wearing a SCUBA rebreather and perched over cr
