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Chapter 24
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“You’re kidding.”
“Nope.” I pour the last few drops of beer down my throat. Boxcar stares at me from his chair, occasionally glancing at his laptop screen as I speak. “He had a parachute, though, so he survived… I think.”
“I wish my life were as interesting as yours, man.”
I chuckle. “No, you don’t.”
“Well, you have to admit I shoved a mobster out of a cargo plane is vastly superior to I leaked a naughty politician’s emails.”
“Depends on who you’re talking to,” I point out. “You’ve done some good in the world, Box. Don’t forget about that. Me, not so much.”
“I’m sure the people who met your bullet had it coming,” he says. “You don’t find yourself in Snake Eyes’ crosshairs without having a good reason for it.”
“Dani doesn’t have a good reason. No…” I pause, tilting the empty bottle in my hand, wishing for it to refill. “I have some atoning to do.”
He falls silent and turns back to his laptop. His hands move across the keys. “Well…” He pulls the flash drive from the USB port and holds it out to me. “This should be a pretty good start.”
I take it from him. It feels warm to the touch. “It’s all there?”
“Everything and more,” he says. “Cracked wide open for your reading pleasure.”
“Thanks.” I roll it in my palm before sliding it into my pocket.
“Whatever you end up doing with it… think it through first, all right?”
“I always do.”
Boxcar’s phone buzzes with life. Rapid beeping blares through the small speakers and his eyes go wide as he jumps up to grab it. “Well, this isn’t good.”
“What is it?”
“My security system. It monitors all possible law enforcement or military activity within a few miles of me at all times.” He talks quickly as he rushes back to his computer. “Comes in handy more often than not.”
My heart pulses with impatience. “And?”
“And there’s a slight increase in our area—” He leans over his computer and his fingers fly across the keyboard. Windows pop open and close so fast on the screen I barely have a chance to read a word of it. “Oh… no no no.”
“Box, what’s going on?”
“Aw, fuck.” He stands up taller with his eyes still glued to the screen. “I missed it.”
“Missed what?”
“The file is chipped.”
“Chipped?”
“Yeah, like a puppy. Micro-chipped.”
I grit my teeth and glance over his shoulder to see the hotel’s security footage. “What’s it mean, Box?!”
“It means they started tracking our location the second I plugged the damn thing in.”
I rush to the window and I hear the buzz of a helicopter above. “How far out are they?”
