Chapter 12

“My God.” Rada pinched the bridge of her nose. “I…He didn’t know. Did he?”

“No.” Ben clenched his jaw. He wanted to pour his heart out to Rada, explain everything, but it wouldn’t change anything. He’d still screwed Lennon over. Trying to explain himself would waste precious time. “Okay. That’s the car he got into.”

“I’m in his phone records.” Townsend looked at Rada and his face softened. “When I came on board, I set up his phone to ‘back up’ to a disk that I controlled. I don’t look at it, I respect his privacy, but I figured if anything happened I’d be able to trace his steps. And here we are. According to his ride share app, he never got the message that the company actually sent. Instead, the message was intercepted by a message from ‘Jamal.’”