Chapter 5

“Because you know who I am.”

“You know who I am, too. I won’t tell if you won’t.” That seemed like a fair trade.

“You really think you’re going to get the chance to?”

His heart began racing again. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, the only reason I can think of for someone to switch out my driver tonight is because he wanted to find out where the meeting was. Are you picking somebody else up after you drop me off?”

“No,” he answered automatically, but Joe’s shrewd assessment of what Mr. Stout could want reinforced Carlo’s growing fears he’d stepped into something bigger than he had imagined. “I have a number I’m supposed to call to tell him where I took you.”

“And that doesn’t sound suspicious to you?”

Of course, it did, but they both knew that already. “That doesn’t mean I’m going to tell him who you were.”

“It doesn’t matter. He’s setting you up. If he doesn’t kill you himself, he’s going to see you in prison for murder.”