Chapter 36

After he changed, they walked to the Italian restaurant they’d talked about checking out what seemed like months ago—although Kip realized it had only been the previous evening.

As it was Tuesday night, the place was relatively empty. They stopped at the counter to order their meals and wine, and then found a table back in the corner, away from the few other customers.

“This is nice,” Kip said as he sipped his drink. “Quiet. Peaceful.”

“It is,” John agreed. “There hasn’t been much of that lately.”

“There won’t be for a while longer, until everyone’s behind bars.”

“Maybe I should make you wear the tac vest twenty-four-seven until that happens.”

Kip rolled his eyes. “Lots of luck on that.”

“We could always disappear somewhere for a while. The Caribbean, Alaska, Nepal.”

“Uh-huh. First off, two out the three of those are cold. We get enough of that here. Secondly, I doubt the Feds would approve.

“What they don’t know won’t hurt them.”