He studied her, and she hoped SpongeBob didn’t tank her chances to make the op work. “Fine. It’s not my job to tell you what to do. It’s your case, after all. But if you screw this up, we’ll have our ownwords.”
Not if I’m dead.She nodded. “Will do.”
“If I send you a little bit of help, you’ll take it. Yes?”
“This sounds nonnegotiable.”
“Look, I got your uncle off your case. He wanted me to stick to you like glue until you rounded up the BednareksandKaminski. Thank me.”
“Thank you. Sincerely.”
He nodded. “Then take the help when I give it to you. Don’t question it or tell anyone about it. Got it? I was never here. We never talked.”
“I am speaking to no one about nothing.”
“Right.” He shot her a salute and left.
Jane glanced around at her empty apartment.
The dryer buzzed.
Outside, a dog barked.
A car horn blared.
The sudden normalcy was dizzying.
She glanced down at her shirt. “Well, SpongeBob? It’s just you and me.”
After changing out her laundry, Jane went back to her notes on the home invasions, wishing she knew what exactly those stolen drives had on them besides crypto currency passwords.
What was August Kaminski really after?
Chapter 50
“If my daygoes any slower, I might be aging backwards,” Jane muttered as she sat with Jenn Wednesday afternoon. For the past four days, she’d been waiting for Rook to take the baited message she’d sent him.
Or rather, Diego had sent him. The challenge had been straight to the point. Nothing fancy. Jane had mentioned a few things. One, she wanted to get to the bottom of what August Kaminski had planned.
Two, she needed to have a face-to-face conversation so she and Rook could determine who would come out victorious.
Lastly, she’d complimented Rook on his play on words. Cooper and Bednarek.
But perhaps she’d been too boring.Toodirect.
The waiting was killing her.
“Hey, Earth to Jane, what do you want to eat?”
Jane gave the server her order, sticking to salad and water since she had no appetite lately.
“You losing weight?” Jenn asked. “You look thinner.”
“I don’t know. Maybe. I keep forgetting to eat breakfast.”
“That’s not good. A girl needs her protein.”
“True.” Jane sighed.
