Chapter 334: Wednesday. Vara Price's Home, Damascus, Syria.

VARA SAT ON THE sofa watching the street. Or more accurately the windows across the street. With the streetlight down the way she had a perfect reflection of the entrance to the tunnels. She doubted anyone had followed them. Nothing about the inspection had seemed odd to anyone besides the new hires or Wyatt, for different reasons.

Her new recruits wouldn't be a problem. But Wyatt? He'd been with her so long she thought he had to have guessed that some of what she did served another purpose. They'd never talked about it, because truth was she couldn't trust anyone. Not even her right-hand man. And especially not this blast from her past.

She resisted the urge to glance at the stairs.

Was Alec still a SEAL?

She hadn't kept track of him. Her heart couldn't take the awareness. Even after all these years looking at him hurt. One glance and she was in the throes of first love turning into first heartbreak all over again.