Chapter 191

ABIGAIL WAITED FOR THE all clear signal before she crossed the road and entered the nondescript, older building through a side entrance. The store front boasted used tech, from cell phones to computers, while the back of the shop was much more.

The young man waiting for her never said a word. He didn't even look her directly in the face.

He flipped the locks and led her through the racks of surplus merchandise to the back of the storage area. An older man sat at a workbench, the guts of an iPad scattered in front of him.

"You're late," he said.

"I had to be careful." She shed the coat and reached for the hanging clothes bag. "For me?"

"Everything you asked for."

"The money go through?"

"As always."

"I need some drugs. Painkillers, if you have them."

"Like what? Morphine?"