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Joe gave her an indulgent smile. “You’re talking about your not-so-secret clandestine hobby of tracking our phones, putting tracers on our cars, and generally snooping on us using GPS?”

“Yeah. Kinda like that, only a bit different…” She glanced at David, who was trying not to grin as he shook his head. “I injected him with a tracking device,” she blurted.

“What—” Callum exploded.

“For the love of Prada,” Rachel said as she rolled her eyes. “You can’t be surprised. I’m more shocked she hasn’t tagged the rest of us.” She narrowed her eyes at Elle. “Have you?”

“No.” There was a very loud and unsaid “not yet” hanging at the end of Elle’s reply. She held up her hands to stall any other comments. “To be fair, it was back in the beginning when he couldn’t walk down the hospital corridor without getting lost. I was worried he’d wander out of the hospital’s front door and we’d never find him again, so I tagged him.” She paused. Swallowed. Took a breath. “Twice. Just to be sure.”

Callum could feel his blood pressure shoot up into the stratosphere. He pinched the bridge of his nose. “You realize you’ve broken about a million laws, right?”

“I don’t think they count if it’s done out of love.”

“Elle—” Callum started.

“It doesn’t matter anyway because I can’t find him.” She looked like she was about to burst into tears, so he kept his reprimand for another day.

“What do you mean?” Callum was seriously losing his patience. “The signal is blocked? Or he’s out of range?”

“I mean, it doesn’t exist.” Elle pointed at her screen. “He’s only been gone six hours, and after I couldn’t find him in London, I increased the search radius to wherever he could travel to within that timeframe. I can’t see his signal anywhere.”

Callum leaned forward and put his palms on the table. “Explain it to me like I’m an idiot. Is he out of range? Is the system broken? What’s going on?”

“I can’t explain it.” She looked at David for help, and he rubbed her back. “One tracker malfunctioning, I could understand, but two? It’s as though they don’t exist anymore. They’ve completely disappeared.”

Joe cleared his throat. “Would there still be a signal if something happened to him? Like, if he wasn’t breathing?”

“You mean if he was dead?” Elle’s voice trembled.

Nobody said anything.

She took a deep breath. “That wouldn’t interfere with the signals. No matter what happened to him, I should still be able to find him on here.” She pointed at her laptop. “I don’t understand.”

“Right.” Callum’s chest was tight, as though a band had wrapped around it. “Joe and David, go to the hospital and see if you can trace his steps from there.”

“We might get something off the security footage,” Joe said. “But we’ll need police help to access it.”

“No, we won’t. I’ve got it covered.” Their ex-CIA spy casually got to his feet. “We’ll get what we need.”

If Ryan had been there, he’d have made a joke about David having secret spy ways to do everything. Then Callum would have barked at him to focus, and everyone else would have smiled indulgently.

Callum rubbed at the tight area around his heart. “Dimitri and Megan, call everybody you can think of. Somebody might have seen him or have some idea where he could have gone.”

“On it.” Megan pushed back her chair, stood, and adjusted the firearm at her hip.

Great. Just what he needed—their most reckless member armed for battle. He glared at her. “You don’t need a gun in the office.”

Manic blue eyes met his. “I know, but I want it in the office. This place gets attacked and blown up more than the building in Die Hard.”

“Dimitri?” Callum said with exasperation.

The poor sap just smiled indulgently at his wife. “I’ll try to stop her from shooting anyone.” He paused. “Including me.”

Guess that was the best Callum was going to get. “Elle, you do your stuff online. See if you can figure out when the signal from his tracker, or his phone, stopped transmitting. Dig into his accounts, see if there’s been any activity there. Basically whatever you can think of to find even a hint of his whereabouts.”

She sniffed. “I can do that.”

“Rachel, Harvard, widen the search. Tap into your overseas contacts and see what comes up.”