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Chapter 213

Rohan slammed the guy against the Trans Am's door. "Who paid you?"

"Some dude. Came to the Go-Cart track where I work." The man he described, white, average height, short brown hair, jeans, jean jacket could have been any one of a million people.

Rohan tossed him away. The driver fell on his ass, threatening lawsuits. Ro turned back with a cold smile. "You're going to forget this ever happened or I will find you. Got it?"

The driver threw up his hands. "Yeah, man. No problem."

I took my car keys away from Ro and tossed him my burner phone. "Call Drio."

Soon as we were back in the car, Ro hit the speakerphone button. "What happened?"

"Guy showed up," Drio said. "Walked over to the monument, stared at it a second, and left. Didn't take anything with him, but the backpack was gone."

"Any drugs?" I pulled out of the lot.

"No. Candyman must have found out about the wreta."

"You headed for the airport?" Ro said.

"Yeah, you bastard." Drio hung up.