Chapter 45

“There has been some…” Dwight let his words trail off, he shrugged, and he came back toward Lyle with a slow, deliberate walk. “Some odd activity. Some disappearances. Normally things like that would be out of my, oh, let’s say pay grade, but I believe these particular ones might be a little different than your normal, run of the mill disappearances.” His eyes were like chips of ice as his gaze bored into Lyle’s. “Would you know anything about these, Lyle?”

Lyle had to swallow hard before he could reply. “Why would I?”

“You know I can’t tell you that.” Dwight softened his expression and leaned closer. “At least, I shouldn’t. But these are…oh…special people. People we’ve been watching for some time. You do know who I mean when I say ‘we,’ don’t you, Lyle?”

The Committee. But why?

“I honestly don’t know what activity or who you’re speaking of,” Lyle finally managed to say, after a long pause. “I mean, yes, I think I know who ‘we’ is. But I don’t know what you’re talking about.”