Hunter didn’t miss the warning. “We have a motive for shooting Gwen?”

“No. Another reason we need this Blanton woman. I’ll let Gotthard explain what he has,” Joe said, looking to his left before the video blinked and Gotthard Heinrich’s wide face popped into view. Hair slicked back in a ponytail, overemphasizing the wide forehead and bold jawline, his bulk filled much more of the screen than Joe and Joe was no slouch in size.

“Tell me the code for the vault files and what else is in the file while I download everything, Hunter.” Gotthard had phenomenal computer skills and an ability to multi-multitask.

“Peter wouldn’t give Vestavia any significant details on the ten babies. The Wentworths have been Fratelli supporters for many generations, with roots in England, so Peter refuses to take sides in a dispute or in sharing breeding information. He provides financial support and political clout to the North American contingency since this is now his home. The Wentworths are one of only three families in the world that protect genetic records of the Fratelli. Vestavia believes this killer works for Bardaric since the hits that have occurred benefit Bardaric’s agenda.”

Gotthard stopped typing. “The meeting during the fund-raiser had to do with Gwen’s baby and some other babies being bred.”

“What do you mean by ‘bred’?” Hunter pulled a writing pad and pen from the corner of his desk to jot notes.

“Remember the genetic markers you and I located on the students from France last fall?”

“Yes.” Hunter had tapped genealogy specialists he knew in the UK who traced the heritage of royalty and world leaders. Those particular specialists spent their days inputting and analyzing ancient DNA taken from clothing, personal items, anything that might carry a specimen. Their computers weren’t capable of processing that much information in a timely manner, so Hunter arranged for Gotthard to offer secure computer services as a contractor. BAD possessed a supercomputer called the Monster that Gotthard had been running the information through for the genealogy specialists… and BAD.

Gotthard explained, “Our informant says there’s a power struggle going on within the Fratelli that has to do with these bred children. We’re hoping the information you picked up will explain more. I’ve got the Monster cross-referencing some of the world’s most influential families, like the Wentworths’ group, but some have no readily available medical records.”

“I have a thought on that to do with the Kore center I’ll share in a minute. You think if we find the people connected by genetics that will lead us to the Fratelli?”

“That’s where we hit a wall.” Gotthard’s attention moved to something offscreen and tapping sounds came through the speakers. “Got the download.” His eyes moved back and forth, reading. “There’s our start point.”

“What?” Hunter had scanned Linette’s information, including photos of the three Fras who met at the Wentworth home, but he hadn’t put together anything linked to genetic markers.

Gotthard continued typing and reading something, then his eyes stared forward again. “The genetic markers I’ve found started disappearing around thirty years ago. I just entered seventeen dates of birth listed by our contact in a file on the memory stick for people Vestavia calls genetic assets for North America. The contact says there are more, but this is what was accessible. The computer is matching them to… yes. The birth dates our contact supplied match seventeen of the UK genealogy specialists’ records and all seventeen have similar but rare blood types. And I don’t mean AB blood but some form of HH. All seventeen are listed as being born at Kore during the past thirty-five years.”

“I’m not following you. It’s not like all the people with that rare blood type and similar DNA markers just decided to go to Kore.” Hunter scribbled notes on the pad about the Kore Women’s Center, Gwen and Abbie plus her mother’s H-1 blood, connecting them with a line, then drew a question mark in the center. “Maybe they didn’t go willingly. With this being a premier center for rare blood are any men admitted?”

“No men. We’re dealing with women only. And I’ve been keeping a list of women with similar rare blood types popping up in our database search who did not enter the Kore Women’s Center. Every one I’ve found ended up terminated.”

Hunter stopped drawing. “What? Explain.”

“We have more data to process, but we have enough to show a pattern of women dying by accident-drowning, traffic accidents, muggings, a bad fall hiking, anything but a natural cause.”

“So none of the women had a disease or cancer or something? Hard to believe in this day and age.”

“Some did, but we haven’t found a female with this genetic profile from outside the center who died of a natural medical issue. And the ones who did go into the Kore center who died later committed suicide or succumbed to a fast-paced illness.”

Hunter crunched on that. He was first to argue that anything coincidental in this business deserved a closer look. Few could surpass him when it came to electronics and processing intel, but he’d defer to Gotthard’s electronic capabilities any day and frankly preferred action over studying intelligence reports. “About the Kore center. Before Gwen was shot, I overheard her tell Abigail she couldn’t share something about the center or the Fras would kill both her and Abigail. I did find out Abigail’s mother has rare H-1 blood and she visited the Kore center recently. Abigail was trying to press Gwen for information, because her mother was healthy when she went in ten days ago and came out sick. The Kore center claims they only took a blood donation to bank for her mother and performed routine tests.”

“When’d you find all that out?” Gotthard asked with a tiny lift of his eyebrows.

Hunter understood Gotthard’s sign that he was asking the question for Joe’s benefit. His teammate was trying to help him. “Heard it while they were talking right before Gwen was shot.”

Gotthard grunted, then continued. “Our informant inside Fratelli believes the JC killer is linked to the prime minister’s death two months ago, was behind Gwen’s shooting-which we’ve confirmed as true-and will be playing a role in the upcoming attack. The informant says Vestavia believes Bardaric’s directing the killer. Based on a series of kill photos Vestavia received with the JC killer’s signature stamp, Vestavia believes Bardaric is going to hit a political leader. He speculates that our president may be in danger when he meets with the new UK prime minister in DC next week over a United Nations issue coming up.”

“UN issue my ass.” Hunter scoffed. “Everyone knows the president is trying to smooth over tension between him and the prime minister. Hell, half the world suspects this prime minister of having a hand in assassinating the last one.” A plan started forming in Hunter’s mind. “Did the informant have any idea what type of attack the Fratelli were planning?”

“Possibly an explosive. Something new, not on the market.”

“Time frame?”

“Nothing definitive. The prime minister is meeting with the president on Tuesday in DC, but he’s arriving in Colorado Saturday to visit a friend and speak at a college on Monday. We can’t dismiss someone killing the prime minister as an unwilling martyr. We’re using Saturday as an early time frame.”

Hunter’s next move would determine if Joe suspected his actions. “That means we have anywhere from three to five days. And the informant warned us to be prepared for quick changes in the schedule. Vestavia has switched plans and escalated time frames in the past to keep anyone from outmaneuvering him. He trusts no one. Until the informant can supply a time frame, locations, and what the explosive is, our best bet is to get inside the Kore center. We locate records on those ten male babies and we’ll have a shot at finding the JC killer before he strikes. He might be the loose thread to unravel this whole scheme.”