“What’s on the agenda for this afternoon?” Cal asked a few minutes later.
“We haven’t decided,” Marcus told him.
“Good, because I’ve got an idea. I have a friend who owns a house in Barnum. A small place surrounded by trees and bushes so it’s pretty private. He put it up for sale when his company relocated to Colorado Springs, because he doesn’t want to make the commute in the winter. I’ve got the keys.”
“You want to move Russ there?”
“Yeah.”
“Why would that be any safer than here?” Russ asked.
“For the simple reason that by now Howe undoubtedly knows some of us live here, in this building. He’s not stupid. After the cops caught Peters and his cohort at the club, Howe will figure we’ve moved you somewhere else. Either here with one of us, or with Jules and Eddie, or even with Sarah,
