Chapter Twenty-two
Wednesday, October 22
6:15 PM
Las Vegas Strip
During their long drive back from the Test Site, the desert sky opened up like a black vault filled with diamond stars. The night wind curled through Paige’s half-open window, nudging scents from her pine air freshener.
Sitting beside her, Craig felt reluctant to talk about anything other than safe topics. He avoided talking about his ex-girlfriend Trish, knowing how boring it was for another woman to hear of a man’s previous loves. Instead, he told her about his early work for the Bureau, his training at Quantico and certification as a field agent … and before that, his year and a half working for a small private eye firm, where he had spent days in a stakeout van to watch people suspected of committing insurance fraud.
