“And you think Dr. DiLucci is the kidnapper.” Wolf was back, crouched over the ground in the shadows. Capin stood just beyond the edge, in the light. The parking lot showed them nothing. The snow had melted enough to just be puddles of asphalt colored water.
“Maybe not the but she’s definitely part of this whole-” Both men looked up. Capin cut himself off at the faint sound of good suspension taking a pothole at 25 miles an hour. The broad black hood of the car took up most its lane. “Don’t they know that driving around at night with just your parking lights on is a dead giveaway?” Capin slipped back into the shadows beside Bluewolf.
The long black limo pulled into the parking lot and stopped at an angle in the middle. Both men watched quietly. The engine kept running; waiting for someone...Read More