-Zurich, Switzerland-

Jason had traced her latest identity. The bank was familiar, tugged at him for some reason. It would not be easy to access her account information and pull her current address, but that wasn't his goal. Instead he was going for the ATM network. The pattern of her withdrawals would get him close enough. The back story was convincing, and his FINMA credentials were impeccable. The blonde woman was peremptory until she saw the credentials, then she became incredibly conciliatory. Jason had always found the Swiss banking industry to be hideously rigid unless they were dealing with someone with enough clout at FINMA to make their lives difficult. Experience was a very effective teacher.

He was allowed complete access to the programs that ran the bank's account system. The program on his flash drive was running a standard security check on the desktop, and a hidden fishing program beneath. With the passport information, it took less than five seconds for him to pull the data he needed.

"Wo befinden sich Ihre Server?" Jason tapped his tablet and made notes, his manners perfunctory. He could tell the woman was eager to be rid of him, and he was equally eager to oblige her.

"Sie sind in drei sichere Standorte, ein in der Zentrale und zwei andere international." Jason could tell that she wanted to sniff patronizingly at him, but didn't dare.

"Vielen Dank, dass alles was ich brauche hier zu sein." Jason shook her hand and made a brisk exit. He didn't wait to look at the data, slotted the flash drive into the tablet as soon as he turned the corner and got back into the car.

It took him thirty seconds to download the data from the bank and get the pattern. Rafz. Jason looked at his watch. It was 2:30 now. He could be there in half an hour. He hoped she was still ready to run. He glanced in the rearview mirror, merged smoothly onto the A1. He had been tracing dead leads, keeping track of Landy's Congressional hearings, the backdoor dealings in the agency. More scattered assets, more bullshit, more Americans dead for no good reason. It pissed him off. Now there was a sense of urgency again. He had to find Nicky quickly. Thanks to her father, the last name "Parsons" had just become poison again, and she was going down if he didn't get to her first.

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