Chapter 10
“What has changed for you, Duane Jenkins?”
He leaned on the railing of the casa overlooking the Portobelo harbor, looking to her as if he was searching far beyond the horizon. A gigantic flock of pelicans flew in, skidding onto the water close by the building The Unit had taken over until the surface was dotted gray and white as much as it was turquoise water. Swallows soared above, feeding on the evening bugs in happy loops and swirls.
Sofia had seen the moment he’d shifted from curious to committed. Duane Jenkins was two people as surely as if he was twins who kept trading places before her eyes.
Duane One was the easy-going Delta shooter. Laughing with Chad, patient when giving her new techniques she hadn’t known, holding her close and showing her the detonator the moment
