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Davis stood there dressed in white capri pants, sandals, a pale blue striped shirt, and a wide-briers
“I’ down to the beach You want to come?”
“I have to get back It’s getting late”
“When can I see you again?”
He stood “Look, I’ I’uy you want Rich, handsome ones like Mr Quentin”
“I’ to ain”
“I work tonight You planning to come to the bar?”
“I wasn’t But I am now”
“Okay, I’ll see you then If you’re in the VIP roouests can”
“Stop calling him Mr Quentin You make him sound far more important than he is”
“Well, he’s a very important client of the Grunt”
“Whatever I’ll see you tonight”
Rogers pointed out the“I see a uards Is that where you’re going?”
She nodded
“Is that the person who adopted you?”
“You ask a lot of questions,” she said, but in a huht”
“Okay, sounds good”
“Thanks for breakfast And the rest,” she added, flicking a smile at him
She left and he watched a few minutes later as she walked out to the beach and joined the old man
Rogers drove back to Hampton more confused than he’d ever been
Chapter
42
AFTER LEAVING KNOX, Puller had hoofed it to a rental place and a half hour later driven out in a Mitsubishi Outlander
He had not discounted anything that Knox had told him In fact, he believed every word
If this project at Building Q had ended in the murders of four women, and possibly his o to great lengths to bury And for very good reason
Money drove the Defense Departot out, Puller could see billions andup And shoulder stars, proers were pointed and blame placed
And a lot of private contractors whooff Uncle Sam would see their bottom lines crash and burn, their stock prices crater, and their huge executive paychecks disappear
What would folks do to prevent that?
Prettythey have to
He got a roo in cash He’d had to use a credit card for the rental because there was no other way They could track hiht while he thought over everything Knox had told him
He was te that et Bobby put back in jail
He ate breakfast the next ht to Fort Monroe, parked, and hoofed it the rest of the way on foot
He had aQ
The first thing he noted was that it was obviously still active The parking lot was full, the periuarded People came and went Trucks arrived, unloaded or loaded, and left
What he couldn’t see hat the hell they were doing inside there
Over the hours he watched er Men and woe and processed the possibilities
He had counted nearly fifty people arriving and leaving when he settled on the one he wanted He had seen her cootten into her car one of those times and headed out
He snapped a picture of her with his phone as she was sitting idle at the security gate As she passed by his hiding place, he noted her appearance up close Around thirty, petite, unassuuards Perhaps an introvert? She drove a beige Ford Fiesta that was as nondescript as she was