Shattered Bloodline

Harrison's pupils widened, disbelief crashing across his face like a rogue wave tearing into a cliff.

"What? What did you say? What's her name again?" His voice pitched higher than he remembered it could go.

"Sloane Callahan," Dexter repeated, patient yet wary. "She was a drone specialist in the military. After her discharge, she and her ex-husband founded Prescott Technologies. I worked with her—