Chapter 56

Lucian smiled, wide and insincere. “I am nothing if not a man of my word, Gary.”

For a moment, Gary’s watery, irksome breathing was the only sound in the enclosed space. Lucian waited with an exterior show of patience he did not feel until Gary tensed in the restraints. “Safe. Far corner over there.” Gary tried to nod to indicate direction.

“Mr. Fawkes, if it isn’t too much trouble…” Lucian said, watching Gary. Clark pivoted and followed Kris’s strides toward the front left corner of the room. Kris crouched, slid aside a small trunk, and waved one hand.

“Combination, Gary?” Lucian inquired, and Gary spouted a slur of numbers.

Lucian heard faint beeping, a clank, and Kris pulled out a stack of slim disks, a baggy containing a number of small glass vials, and one slender booklet. He riffled through the pages, and then eyed the contents of the bag. “There’s merely a third of the physical evidence, but a whole set a’ vids.”