Hurrying around the vehicle, I climb inside the passenger side of the Escalade, heat blasting. Since I’ll go crazy if I don’t do my job right now, I pull up the addresses I put in my phone last night, namely the one for Naomi Wells. Jay climbs inside the automobile.

“I called Kit,” he says. “You know he’s the man Kane trusts over all others.”

Kit is the man Kane has working security when we’re in the city, and at our apartment. A man who is big and smiles a lot, but in his eyes, I see that he kills easily. And he’s right. Kane trusts Kit. “Yes,” I confirm. “I should have thought of Kit. And?”

“Kane didn’t arrange security today. He had his own car at the airport. Kit is sending a man to find out if it’s still at the airport. More soon. He’s going to call one or both of us. Where do you want to go?”

I glance at Naomi’s address and say, “Murray Hill,” followed by the cross streets.

Jay sets us in motion and with Kane’s warning in my head, I dial Lucas. Thankfully he answers on the first ring, skipping all preamble. “Nothing on those IP addresses yet,” he says. “But I’ll know when, and if, they sign-on. I’m on this.”

Which is exactly what I wanted last night and I was afraid of today. “Aren’t you working today?”

“You know I work from home when I’m not meeting with clients. And I got those employee records you wanted. I’m going to send you a secure email in a few.”

“Damn you, Lucas,” I snap because he’s good. Because I need him. Because he was so fast I may have connected him to this.

“What the hell, Lilah?” he growls. “I worked my ass off for you.”

“I know. Good work. Great. Thank you.”

“Good work? Okay, what the hell is going on?”

“I need you to step back from this one, Lucas,” I say. “It’s personal. It’s dangerous.”

“If it’s personal and dangerous, you need me. I’m not stepping back. In fact, I’m trying to create a hack to unmask the game users. If I can’t get it done, I know someone who can.”

“No,” I snap. “I said no, Lucas.”

“Lilah, I got this—”

“No. And if I find out you kept pushing, I’ll come and arrest you myself. Do you understand me?”

“What the hell is going on, Lilah?”

“Send me what you have. Now. I need it now. Include the two phone numbers you’re looking for IP’s on. Include all six the Jamie person bought at the store. Then stop hacking, Lucas. It gets you nowhere good.” I hang up.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” I murmur. “And fuck.”