Sitting in the departure area at SFO, Jace counted the cash left over after buying bottles of water and an L.A. guidebook at an airport shop. The money provided with each clue didn’t last long. Too bad the show hadn’t allowed them to bring their own credit cards and cell phones.
Announcements followed one after another, barely audible over the din of the other passengers. A stream of business people, families, and flight crews rode a moving walkway to the many gates in the busy Terminal Three.
He placed the money into the clue pouch.
“I don’t see any of the other teams,” Millie said, sitting next to him.
The worry in her voice made Jace want to reassure her. So far, she’d done everything right. Keeping up with him, finding the car, and navigating their trip to the airport. Her abilitie
