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They’d had no warning Saaina would be taken from them. Where was she?
“So we do nothing?” Robin asked bitterly.
“We wait. Think about it. Harper knows what’s going on. You said they shot a guy before shooting out the SUV windshield, right?”
“Yeah.” Robin propped herself up on an elbow. “I was thinking, that guy looked familiar. I think I’ve seen him before. In Harper’s apartment building.
“Weird,” Jessica said slowly. “Regardless, the police know you’re missing. If Harper’s smart, he’ll figure out I’m gone, too. They’ll find your dad’s body. There’s a trail. We just have to wait for the cops to catch up to us.”
Robin bit the inside of her mouth to keep from saying anything.
Sometimes Jessica had a little too much faith in the legal system.
Uncle Daar has gotten away with having Mom killed. It stood to reason he could wiggle out of this, too.
The door opened suddenly, startling both of them.
This time there was a different, Hispanic man armed with an assault rifle. Uncle Daar loomed in the doorway behind the man.
“You two. Come with me. Now,” Uncle Daar said in clipped tones.
Robin glanced at Jessica then pushed to her feet. They both moved quickly, before the man with the gun could get impatient.
“Where’s Saaina?” Robin asked her uncle.
“I don’t know.”
“What?” She wasn’t sure if she was more surprised that he’d answered or that Saaina was missing.
Please let her have gotten away.
Uncle Daar never missed a step. “I will explain this once and without detail. Someone is sabotaging me and if you try to slow me down, I will have this young man kill you and make sure your body is never found. Do we all understand one another?”
“No,” Robin said.
“That’s too bad. Maybe your friend can explain it to you while we drive?”
She reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling them both to a stop. “Wait.”
Uncle Daar’s head whipped around and he stared at her with a menacing glare that made her tremble.
“Answer me one thing,” Robin said. When he didn’t chastise her or deny her, she licked her lips and continued. “Did you have my mom killed?”
“Yes,” he said flatly. “Now move.”
His gaze went past her. Jessica staggered forward, pushed by the man with the gun.
Uncle Daar pulled away from Robin.
She’d always thought learning the truth would be more climatic. That she’d drag it out of him with an audience. This seemed… Sad.
Mom had died, and now Robin might, too.
For what? Money? Power?
She couldn’t think of anything that would make killing someone worth it. And therein lay the difference between Robin and her uncle.
Friday. FBI Office, New York City, NY.
