Chapter 18

“Let’s do some recon,” Coop said. With a nod from me, we left my room, and then the hotel—by separate entrances. We wanted nothing that would connect the two of us to each other while we were at or near the hotel. I went to the cab stand outside the hotel, grabbed one, and gave the driver the address of a restaurant in a residential area several miles away. After he dropped me off, I found a table on the restaurant’s patio, ordered coffee, and told the waitress I waiting for someone.

It took less than twenty minutes before Coop pulled up in front, giving a one-two-one honk of the horn to let me know it was him. I left money for the coffee, and a tip, before leaving the patio to get into the car.

“You’re taking it for a test drive,” I said, since I’d seen the dealer plates—a trick Mick had used a couple of times.