Chapter 4

Not so paranoid now, as it turned out.

“Get inside,” he said.

“My car? In case we need it afterward?”

Lync nodded and set about unlatching the doors. Management had chosen this specific system in hopes that one day they’d be able to hold an antique car exhibit inside the mall. With the doors unlatched, he shoved one set of them to fold into themselves like an accordion while Mr. James got back into his car, turned on the engine, and drove it carefully toward the open space. Within less than a minute, the BMW was parked to the side of the fountain, and Mr. James turned off the ignition and rejoined him.

“Will anyone else be coming to take shelter here?” Lync asked as he dragged out the wall of doors and fastened them in place.

“I don’t know. I don’t think so. The highway was packed, but everyone seemed to be heading south, away from the capital. I didn’t see anyone coming in this direction.”