CHAPTER 9
I’D BEEN IN a daze for most of the journey, and it wasn’t until a plane roared overhead that I realised we’d driven all the way to Dulles International Airport.
“We’re flying?”
“Nope, just renting a car, but this is the best place to do it. Wish we could stay in this, but it’s a bit too conspicuous.” As if to illustrate Emmy’s point, a couple of guys on the sidewalk turned their heads as we rolled past. “Not to mention the fact that its owner wants it back.”
“It’s not yours?”
I had to admit, I’d wondered how she could afford such a nice car when she wore pants with holes in them.
“No, it’s Nick’s. I borrowed it.”
Nick’s? Being a bodyguard must pay more than I thought. Emmy pulled into a long-term parking lot and left me in the Porsche while she went to the rental desk, tak
