Chapter 9An hour later they were sitting at Steve’s dining table with half-empty cups of coffee in front of them. They’d gone over everything Loman had told them without finding anything that said he’d lied about any of the details.
“At least as far as we know, since we weren’t there,” Steve pointed out.
“Yeah,” Jace agreed. “We also need to remember that lying is second nature to him.”
“You have a point. I suppose to some extent things will hinge on whether your friend’s partner is willing to help out. If he is, will he be able find out who Loman’s handler was?”
“He’s supposed to be the best of the best at what he does.”
“Good.” Steve took a drink, surprised that doing so emptied the cup. “Do you need a refill?”
“No. I should get out of here so you can get some sleep.”
“If you say
