CHAPTER FIVE
QUINCY
“You sure you’re not a ringer?” Lee asked as I got another bullseye.
We were at the K-Sparks, the local music venue and bar in the back playing darts. I’d driven into town with Indi, who’d been at the compound checking out the latest work on the house she and Ford were building by the creek. She, along with Megan and Holly, was at a four-top table by the bar. I’d had one drink with them before Lee showed up and invited me to play darts.
They’d all but shoved me in his direction.
This wasn’t a real date because I drove myself, he met me here, and I was leaving in the morning. Alpha Mountain’s latest job included me. We were headed to Mexico to rescue an American couple who’d been kidnapped in the capital for ransom. The intel Kennedy and Taft collected suggested the
