CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The drive to the airport was a quick one, as only twenty-eight miles separated Evelyn Marshall’s home from the airport entrance. Along the way, Rhodes made a few calls, first to Nolan and then to airport security, instructing them to attempt to locate and potentially detain a passenger that could be arriving any minute, by the name of Evelyn Marshall.
As Rhodes was on the phone taking care of all of this, Chloe received a call. She did not recognize the number but when on a case like this, where things suddenly seemed to be moving along quite fast, that did not matter. She answered it as she maintained a speed of eighty-five on the interstate.
“This is Agent Fine,” she answered.
“Agent Fine, this is Deanna Riotti with the Northern Virginia Forensics Lab. I’ve got some
