Chapter 6

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Morse was waiting for Kegan when he arrived at the building housing Acme Temp Services. There was nothing temporary about the services of the people who worked for Morse. Despite his defection, deep down Kegan had known that one day he would return. It was in his blood, as Morse had been quick to point out during their earlier conversation.

When they got to Morse’s office, Kegan froze in the doorway. Gage Dekker was seated in one of the chairs opposite the desk. All Gage said, when he saw Kegan, was, “You’re back.”

Kegan nodded sharply. “For the moment.”

“Gentlemen.” Morse took his seat at the desk. “Shall we get down to business? There’s an item I need the two of you to retrieve.”

Gage cocked his head. “It’ll take both of us?”

“Yes. Because of who has it.” Morse looked between them, as if gauging what they reaction would be when he told them.

Kegan had the distinct feeling he didn’t want to know, but asked anyway. “Who?”

“I presume both of you remember Asher Shaw.”