When he said Mark’s name, all I could think was that I’d completed my mission. His killers were dead. He’d been avenged. Now I could move on with my life. Not that it would be much of one without Mark in it. I would face that later. At the moment I had to get out of the clinic. I had the distinct feeling Foster had plans for me and I was not in the right frame of mind to deal with them.
All this did bring up one big question. “How did you find me?” I asked him.
“Discovering where you landed after you flew the coop wasn’t that hard to figure out, given your relationship with Mark. Yes, Ryder, I knew about it, as hard as the two of you tried to keep it hidden. I’m neither blind nor stupid. Be that as it may, I thought you’d head back here to deal with Graves and the men who murdered Mark.
