Chapter 110: Caleb, Obran

Thursday. Obran's Stash House. Austin, Texas.

CALEB SLOWED HIS JOG to a walk. His sinuses were acting up after jumping three continents in a week. He walked the rest of the block, never once glancing behind him.

The house was being watched.

There were two surveillance vans and who knew how many cameras.

He didn't like this. But he'd always been more cautious than Kurt.

A truck eased down the street. The dome light flashed on then off, the all-clear signal.

Caleb stepped off the curb and met the truck. It barely slowed as he opened the door and got in. Before he'd shut the door they were off, putting distance between them and the house.

"Did you get in?" he asked Bodhi.

"No," the other man clothed all in black replied. "Cameras everywhere. They're hoping to catch someone trying to get inside."

"Damn it," Caleb muttered.

Why couldn't they wrap this up already? He didn't like being here.