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“If we’re lucky and his thumbprint’s in the system.”
Pippa rose, rubbed her hands over her arms, and winced. She watched him repack his kit and slip it into his pocket. She looked back at where she’d been standing when Black Hoodie hit her. She stared at the bloody hook still lying in the corner, saw herself moving her wrists back and forth on it, gritting her teeth against the pain, her blood smearing the tip. “It’s humiliating how easily he brought me down. He must have dogged my every step yesterday, from the time I left Major Trumbo’s B&B. And I never saw him, never felt someone was watching me.”
“You weren’t expecting anyone to be tracking you. You’d only been here a day and a half. Even the few people who recognized you couldn’t know you were FBI, here undercover. Hey, I’m a cop, and I had no idea who you were.”
“Yeah, make me feel better. Fact is, he dealt with me easily. It’s humiliating, really humiliating.”
“It’s a good thing he didn’t want to kill you, only put you out of commission. That makes me wonder what he was going to do with you if you hadn’t gotten yourself free. Would he have let you go? Maybe left you here until someone found you?” He slowly rose, dusted his hands on his jeans. “Either way, it seems there was a lot of luck on their side, or Black Hoodie and whoever he was getting his instructions from knew Savich well enough to know if he believed you were in trouble, he would rush right over to St. Lumis.”
“It makes sense they’d know Agent Savich was my boss. But I wonder what they would have done if he hadn’t come.”
“Probably something more obvious, more violent. Like I said, they got lucky, got exactly the result they wanted. But now that we have Black Hoodie’s thumbprint, their luck might be about to change. We have to find out how they knew you were FBI so quickly.”
“Only one place to start. We need to talk to Mrs. Trumbo.”
