Page 43 of Protecting Christina

Walking toward my van, I pulled out my phone and put in my earbuds. Opening the app, I checked to ensure all devices were up and running. The sound was clear on my end, but I didn’t want to take any chances, so I called Jager.

“Hey, Will. All done?”

“Yup. Can you take a look at the program and make sure the bugs are all working properly?”

“Absolutely. Give me a minute.”

While I waited for Jager to confirm, I removed my vest.

But only a few seconds later, he was back. “They’re all online, and there appears to be no distortion in the sound. We shouldn’t have any problem.”

“Perfect. Thanks for checking.”

“No problem.”

“See you—ah, shit.”

“What is it?”

“Gotta go, Jager. I think I see a potential problem coming my way.”

“Call me if you need me, brother.”

I hung up the phone and narrowed my eyes. “What the hell are you doing here?”

As she approached, I noted a fire raging behind her brown eyes. “You were supposed to keep me in the loop.”

“You promised to stay away from this house.”

“I figured since you broke your promise, I would break mine.”

“I didn’t break my promise. I was going to call you as soon as I returned to the office.” I noticed a curtain move in the neighbor's house. “Get in the van.”

“What?”

“I don’t want anyone who may recognize you to see us talking. Now get in.”

Surprisingly, she didn’t fight me further and opened the white passenger door.

“Are you going to fill me in now?”

I sighed. “Christina, if this is going to work, you’ll have to trust me.”

“I trust no one.”

“Well, you need to trust me.”

“What are you doing here? Did you speak with my sister?”

“No. I planted several listening devices outside of the home.”

“How?”

“It’s best if you know as few details as possible.”

“None of this stuff will be admissible in court.”

“I’m not a cop. You hired me to get your sister out of the house so you can speak to her. I’m doing my job.”

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