Ties of Trust—
"So," Sanchez said briskly, covering her moment of weakness. "Why should I trust you?"
"Because I'm a cop?" Gary snapped.
Sanchez just raised her eyebrows and waited.
Gary grunted in annoyance. "Okay, so Will trusted me because I've worked with his boyfriend a lot of times. And he must have told Will about me."
"Don?" Sanchez said with a grin. "He's one of ours, pretty much. I'll call and verify with him. His word is as good as Will's."
Gary pointedly looked at the phone but Sanchez had moved on. "How the Hell are we going to get Will out of this?"
"What about …" the agent with Will's note said, pointing to a part of the coded scrawl.
Sanchez eyed it then snapped, "You serious?"
"You have a better idea?"
Sanchez growled under her breath.
"Care to fill me in?" Gary asked impatiently.
Sanchez drummed her fingers on a nearby desk for a moment before saying, "We can't grab Will before the meeting because we don't know where he is. We can't grab him at the meeting because he'd probably get killed in the crossfire. Besides, he thinks whatever he's gonna learn at the meeting is important enough to let Yamamoto stroll out of there untouched. And if we grab Will after the meeting, Yamamoto will know the info's been compromised. But if we let Yamamoto take him to Japan, Will's as good as dead."
Gary grimaced. He was not about to tell Don that his boyfriend's boss was ordering flowers for his funeral. "Well, what are you going to do about it? You can't just let him get on that plane."
Sanchez's eyes flashed with a feral gleam that reminded him of Will. "If he gets on that plane, he's dead. So we'll just have to kill him first."