Iain did as I suggested, and I turned mine off as well. Leo didn’t have one. I pulled into a small road between two new neighborhoods and stopped the car in the shade of an oak tree.
“What are you doing?”
“I need to think for a moment.” I spotted the manila folder from Galbraith and opened it. Inside, we found a sheaf of papers in my grandfather’s handwriting. Iain looked over my shoulder.
“Joanie, this is—”
“Just what I had asked him for.”
“We have to get back. This work is incredible.”
I put my hand on Iain’s arm, which trembled with excitement. “That is just what they were hoping we’d do. And I bet we’d have found a nasty surprise when we got there.”
Comprehension dawned on his features. “Galbraith set us up yesterday.”
“And again today. I bet they have Lonna and Gabriel, too.”
