Chapter 46
“Short,” he said after moment. “Stubby. I don’t know about the color, but I don’t remember anything standing out. So it’s probably the same brown as his hair.”
“Good, good,” Eli muttered, already back to filling in the detail. After a few seconds, he turned the pad toward Jarrett. “How’s this?”
A chill went down his back. “You’re right. The lashes made a huge difference.” He could almost feel the ripe grip of fear clenching around his stomach again.
Haltingly, he pointed out features to fine-tune—the slope of a brow, the widening of the nostrils. When he finally gave Eli his approval, the anxiety had ebbed to a more manageable level again.
“So how do we get this to Yager without getting arrested?”
Eli’s question was a valid one. The answer popped up so quickly, Jarrett felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner.
“Can you do another untraceable call through Skype?”
“Please tell me you don’t want to contact him directly.”
“No. Somebody we can trust.”