Chapter 16They were led to a wing of the building that housed several suites of rooms each designated to a member of the team. Several drones hurried in, laying out clothing on the bed in the suite Jeroboam chose. There was little else in the room, other than a bedside table with a couple of books.
But as soon as they left, Jeroboam paced the floor, hands behind his back. “Well, this is unexpected.”
“That’s an understatement.” Montreal huffed a humourless laugh.
“At least no one will come after us. The good doctor has her head screwed on and she’ll keep an eye on Bettis.” Jeroboam finally stood still, hands jammed against his hips. “For now, we trust no one. We comply with our hosts’ requests, as far as possible, and we watch and listen. I get a bad feeling from that Committee. A more s
