Apparently the guy wasn’t used to going on the lam, considering he’d used his own credit card and hadn’t scoped out possible escape routes before they’d arrived. It was a rookie mistake that would cost him. Alyssa and Cord shared a look, then Cord moved off to the left while Alyssa continued straight down the aisle. ‘Mr. Yarmini, we’ve been searching for you, and here you were, planning on leaving without saying goodbye? That was quite rude, and I admit I’m a little hurt by that. But you can make it up to me by coming with me peacefully.’

It was the way his eyes flickered to his right that alerted her he was really going to make a run for it. And she wasn’t wrong. She adjusted her approach as he darted around the chairs, heading for one of the doors leading into nothing but a steep fall to the tarmac. When he tripped over his bag, she actually shook her head. Not the sharpest criminal in the class.

Two minutes later, with the small crowd waiting for the plane watching, Alyssa had Yarmini on the ground and cuffed. Yanking him to his feet, she read him his rights as Cord latched onto his other elbow.

Yarmini continued his futile struggles, his face turning bright red from the exertion. ‘You’re making a huge mistake here.’

‘You’re the one who made the mistakes, and now you’re going to pay for them,’ Alyssa promised as they escorted him outside to Joe and Tony who were waiting by the curb to drive him to the police station.

Half an hour later, just after noon, Alyssa and Cord rushed past Ruby and headed straight to the interrogation room where Joe had taken Yarmini.

As soon as he saw them coming, Joe uncrossed his arms and stepped away from the door. ‘All yours. I’ll be writing up my report if you need me for anything.’

‘Thanks, Joe.’

Alyssa unlocked the door to a pacing Steve Yarmini, interrupting him mid-rant. Closing the door behind him, Cord moved into the corner while Alyssa pulled out a chair and offered a smile that wasn’t meant to be the least bit friendly.

‘Why don’t you take a seat and get comfortable? We’re going to be here a while.’

Dark smudges stained the bags under the brown eyes that glowered back at her, but he dragged back one of the chairs and plopped into it like a sullen teenager. ‘Can’t say I’m sorry I interrupted your travel plans, Mr. Yarmini. What’s in Nepal anyway?’

Steve Yarmini did his best to look intimidating as he crossed his arms and narrowed his gaze at her, but his shaky voice and the sweat popping out on his lip belied his confidence. ‘I was heading there on vacation.’

Cord’s posture was relaxed, though Alyssa knew him well enough to know he was anything but. ‘Do you happen to drive a 2017 Dodge Viper, Mr. Yarmini?’ He mirrored Yarmini’s stance – crossing his arms over his chest.