Chapter 7
Dana and Andre walked the exercise track around her apartment complex early that evening, the best way she could think of to soothe her newly born worry about her apartment being bugged.
Every step along the flawlessly manicured gravel track reminded her they were going in circles, avoiding the horror of the investigation only a dead man knew about.
Running a background snoop on Mr. Redmond had seemed like a good idea an hour ago, even with the risk of using her personal computer instead of the company one she didn’t quite trust.
Finding his name on a list of recent new stockholders for Internal Oasis only made her fear and paranoia a thousand times worse.
“What do you mean, keep going?” Andre said, his voice sharp. “Your boss is dead, Dana. Another client of Internal Oasis
