“Captain,” I said, “I know I should have taken your call, but-”
“We’ll have plenty of time for repercussions later, Detective,” she said. “Right now, I want the short version of what went down.”
I gave it to her in under sixty seconds. Kylie stood by my side and didn’t say a word.
“And you’re sure Benoit is on the yacht?” Cates said.
“As sure as we can be, but he’s fooled us before. I wouldn’t pull any of the units you have covering the other events.”
“Okay,” she said, “what do we need to catch this son of a bitch?”
“A boarding vessel,” I said. “Kylie knows the layout of the yacht, and we can both spot Benoit. Just get the two of us on board.”
“Three of you,” Cates said. “This time you’re not going anywhere without a bomb tech.”
“Fair enough, Captain.”
“You see any C4, you point it out to the tech. You got lucky once, but you will not-repeat, not-attempt to disable any explosives. Your only job is to disable Benoit. Understood?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Get moving. I’ll call you with the details.”
I was about to bolt when Cates held up her hand. She stared at me, stone-faced. “And Jordan…make sure your phone is on.”