Chapter 5
They had made good time, coming back to the city. It was now almost evening, the day after leaving Kegan’s cabin. He, Gage, and Ash were at a coffee house, not too far from Acme Temp Services, the company Morse ran as a cover for his real job as a handler for the Agency.
Kegan used his phone for the last time, to call Morse. When the call ended, he would dispose of it, as he knew it could be used to track him—and make sure Gage got rid of his as well.
“We need to talk,” Kegan said when Mason answered his call.
“Tell me you’ve found him,” Morse replied.
“We’re close, but there’s a problem.”
“What?”
“I’d rather tell you in person.”
There was a pause before Mason said, “Here, or somewhere else?”
“Do you remember where we met the night I returned?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I’ll meet
