Page 287 of Good Boys Don’t Bite

“I don’t know.”

Wrong word. Vance ignored it.

“His vehicle was found two streets over.”

Ronan looked up.

“The watcher.”

“Maybe.”

“Maybe?”

Vance’s expression tightened.

“He had surveillance equipment.”

Elliot’s stomach dropped.

“Photos?”

“Yes.”

“Of us?”

“Yes.”

“How long?”

“We don’t know yet.”

Ronan laughed bitterly.

“Everybody fucking loves that answer.”

Vance continued.

“There’s something else.”

Of course there was.

“What?” Elliot asked.

“We found a porcelain fragment in his jacket.”

Silence. Elliot stared.

“The real mask?”

“Possibly.”

“No.”

Vance frowned.

“What?”

“The mask is here.”