While Charles drove us to Lee’s house, she was busy arranging her phones.
“Why can’t you do it at my house? I have enough spare rooms if you want privacy.” Christan spoke up after five minutes or so. I sat between them at the back of the car.
“Did you have your house swept for hidden bugs and cameras? Tanya would’ve done it, but since she’s been gone for so long… I can’t risk it.”
Bugs and cameras. Burner phones.
“Will you tell me what’s going on?” I sincerely pleaded.
“Not until we get to my house.”
“You have your house swept for hidden bugs and cameras?” Christan asked.
“Every month. At least, that’s what I stipulated in the contract with Mike. It should still be in force even if I’ve been gone.”
“Who’s Mike?” I asked. A man’s name is bound to make me focus on what she says.
Lee
