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Chapters (72)
  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT PAGE
  3. DEDICATION
  4. CONTENTS
  5. PROLOGUE
  6. PART I
  7. CHAPTER 1
  8. CHAPTER 2
  9. CHAPTER 3
  10. CHAPTER 4
  11. CHAPTER 5
  12. CHAPTER 6
  13. CHAPTER 7
  14. PART II
  15. CHAPTER 8
  16. CHAPTER 9
  17. CHAPTER 10
  18. CHAPTER 11
  19. CHAPTER 12
  20. CHAPTER 13
  21. CHAPTER 14
  22. CHAPTER 15
  23. CHAPTER 16
  24. CHAPTER 17
  25. CHAPTER 18
  26. PART III
  27. CHAPTER 19
  28. CHAPTER 20
  29. CHAPTER 21
  30. CHAPTER 22
  31. CHAPTER 23
  32. CHAPTER 24
  33. CHAPTER 25
  34. CHAPTER 26
  35. CHAPTER 27
  36. CHAPTER 28
  37. CHAPTER 29
  38. CHAPTER 30
  39. CHAPTER 31
  40. PART IV
  41. CHAPTER 32
  42. CHAPTER 33
  43. CHAPTER 34
  44. CHAPTER 35
  45. CHAPTER 36
  46. CHAPTER 37
  47. CHAPTER 38
  48. CHAPTER 39
  49. CHAPTER 40
  50. CHAPTER 41
  51. PART V
  52. CHAPTER 42
  53. CHAPTER 43
  54. CHAPTER 44
  55. CHAPTER 45
  56. CHAPTER 46
  57. CHAPTER 47
  58. CHAPTER 48
  59. CHAPTER 49
  60. CHAPTER 50
  61. CHAPTER 51
  62. CHAPTER 52
  63. CHAPTER 53
  64. CHAPTER 54
  65. CHAPTER 55
  66. CHAPTER 56
  67. PART VI
  68. CHAPTER 57
  69. CHAPTER 58
  70. CHAPTER 59
  71. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  72. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

She’d almost finished her coffee when she received a text from Devin about a half hour later, green-lighting her departure for Whole Foods. She took her time as agreed, clicking a few more links before shutting her laptop and putting it in the leather satchel on the seat next to her, along with her phone. She chased the last bite of her cookie with the coffee and piled her napkins in the empty cup. It took nearly all her restraint not to look over her shoulder on the way out. Marnie stopped at the trash receptacle near the door and casually looked around the shop as she separated the recyclable items.

At least she hoped she looked casual. For the first time in her life, she felt as though she was second-guessing every decision, movement, or gesture she made, from how long to spend in front of the trash down to whether she was blinking naturally. Maybe this spy stuff wasn’t as easy as it looked.

CHAPTER 20

CHAPTER 20

Harvey Rudd snuggled next to Jolene on the leather couch, facing the front of the coffee shop, pretending to read through the Washington Post. Marnie Young had just walked out of the shop about five minutes ago, vanishing from view into the packed parking lot, where Rick Gentry would pick up her trail. Not that they needed to follow her too closely while she was in transit. They just needed to stay close enough to watch her wherever she stopped.

He’d attached three trackers to her vehicle. Two standard GPS transmitters and one long-haul tracker typically used in commercial fleet vehicles or tractor trailers. The long-haul trackers included an option to transmit less frequently to conserve battery power, in case the company didn’t want to hardwire them to their vehicles or cargo trailers. Rudd added one of these to Young’s Jeep in case Gray instructed her to buy an RF detector and sweep her vehicle.

He suspected that was how Gray had found the two they had installed on his SUV so quickly a few days ago. They had hidden them well enough that it would have taken him some time to get under the chassis and locate both devices. The long-haul device may have remained undetected, since it only transmitted twice an hour, instead of every fifteen to thirty seconds.

Even if the RF detector measured a quick spike in activity, without repetition, it would take forever to locate. In Marnie Young’s case, she was more than likely to think it was a one-time blip in RF activity, likely originating from somewhere in her neighborhood. Off-the-shelf RF detectors weren’t exactly the most reliable or accurate devices. Then again, all this could be moot. There had been no indication to this point that Devin Gray had been in touch with Young.