Chapter 13

“Sounds like a plan.” He stood up. “Let’s go to your office, though. I’ll show you everything on your machine. That way it looks perfectly normal, like an average work day, and you don’t have to worry about explaining why you’re sitting in my office instead of yours.”

“Good point.” Rada nodded once.

“And if you get calls from a bartender, just roll with it.” Townsend led the way toward Rada’s office.

“Seriously?” Ben whacked Townsend’s arm as they stomped through the hall.

“She needs to know. She’ll be talking to him anyway. Who do you think told me Len’s phone went dark?”

Ben didn’t like it, but he had to accept it. He needed Townsend’s help if he wanted to bring Lennon back alive, and he knew Rada would die before betraying Lennon.

He trusted Rada more than he trusted himself.5

Lennon felt the Jeep slow to a stop. “Don’t get excited,” Jamal told him. “We’re just grabbing gas.” The driver’s door opened, and Jamal slipped out into the cool spring air.