With my mind vying between the meeting with the contractors and my follow-up call with Judge Landers, the last thing I expected was the elevator to stop on two. When it did, I let out a long breath and made my way to the sensor that would open to our command center.
“Should I even ask?” I said as I was met by Patrick. “Where’s Reid?”
“This won’t take long. I just saw it.”
“What?”
He tilted his head toward the computer screen. “Reid has certain traffic cams set for surveillance.”
I looked up. “That’s Judge Lander’s house.”
“Yeah, and Rubio McFadden is in there with her.”
I shook my head. “Fuck, I wanted to believe her.” I’d filled in both Reid and Patrick on my morning conversations.
“I’m not certain that you can’t.”
“Is there any way to listen in?” I asked.
“No, she’s excessively careful.”
“Excessively?”
Patrick laughed. “Yeah, it’s as if she’s lived in this fucking world her whole life and knows that most common technology is vulnerable.”