Chapter 30

Clarke, Todd was quite certain, had believed him when he said he’d kill anyone who put Nick in jeopardy.

Pausing at the entrance of the sanctuary security office, Todd made sure his notes and map were tucked safely into a pocket. He walked through the building, casting a glance out the window at the sanctuary in hopes of seeing Nick, but no such luck. Nodding to a few of the other employees, he stopped in a common area for some coffee on his way to his office. It still made Todd pause and nearly chuckle aloud: he had an office. He shook himself mentally, chasing away thoughts of what he could—and would—do to Nick on his desk, given half the chance.

“McCabe.”

Todd remembered that was him, turned, and offered Larry Witze a courteous smile. “Afternoon, sir.”

“How’s your young friend?”

Lifting his gaze from his coffee mug to face Witze completely, Todd put an amiable expression on his face. “He’s good.”