Jack shook his head. “The truth is, we do not have a clue. We’re all just waiting to see what Abner and Avery come up with. All we know is that it involves the dark web. When I say dark web, I’m not talking about identity theft, credit card theft, and stuff like that. I’m talking sicko stuff, depravity, murder, blood, all kinds of killings just for sport. God, I can’t even go there. You are getting my point, right?”

“Yes, sorry to say,” Harry said.

“We’re here!” Dennis chortled happily. He handed the van key to Ted and hopped out of the van. “I’ll sign out our new rental and meet you right here.” He looked at Harry and winced. “You don’t look so good, Harry. You coming down with something, or are you just exhausted?”

“You writing a book or something?” Harry muttered as he waved to Jack and headed for the lobby and the elevator that would take him to his room for some much-needed sleep.

“No,” Dennis called out, “I just care about you, and I worry when I see something that concerns me. Right now, you concern me, and I want to know if there’s anything I can do for you.”

Harry stopped in midstride and turned around. “I’m a little short of being okay, Dennis. A shower and some sleep will have me up and back to my old self. I appreciate your concern.” With that, Harry turned on his heel and headed for the elevator.

“I knew it! I knew it! He is sick. We need to do something for him. Harry is like our rock. When Harry is nice like that, then you know something is wrong. What should we do?” Dennis said, bouncing from one foot to the other. He was so agitated, his face was beet red.

Jack clapped Dennis on the back. “Harry is fine, but he is exhausted. Trust me on that. Do you think I’d leave him even for a minute if I thought there was something wrong?” Cyrus backed up his master’s statement with two short barks.

“Well then, okay, if you say so. I’ll get the car and meet you out here. Stay put and don’t wander off.”

“Okay, Dad.” Jack laughed. “Go already!”

Ted slid behind the wheel. Maggie and Espinosa piled in and sat down behind Ted in the plush seats.

“Call in every twenty minutes,” Jack called as Ted slipped the van into gear and drove off.

Jack looked down at Cyrus, who was staring up at him expectantly. “For now until Dennis shows up with our new ride, it’s just you and me, big guy.” Cyrus didn’t bother to bark. It was so obvious. One human plus one dog made two. He sat back on his haunches and waited more patiently than his master.