Page 64 of Hidden Depths

“It is both,” Peter said. “And I know someone who doesn’t mind walking that edge. I take it we’re still going with the drugs theory?”

“Until I know otherwise,” Tom said.

“I may know someone I can send in. She’s with the DEA, but I’ll need to check if she’s free.”

“It won’t bother her we have no evidence?”

“She’s worked with less.”

“How is that even possible?” Sara said.

“When all the evidence is against you. I don’t think she’s working at the moment, so she should be available.”

“Don’t interrupt her vacation on my account,” Sara said. “Tom’s already done that for me.”

“She won’t mind. Trust me.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“No? Ask Tom what he thinks.”

“It’s true. You’ve seen it firsthand, Sara. Helping you has been the best part of my vacation.” In more ways than one. “And I could use another set of experienced eyes on this if she’s willing to come in and take a look. Off the record.”

“I’ll give her a call now.”

“Thanks.”

Sara hung up. “I don’t know if that makes you feel better, but it makes me feel better.”

“Why does it makeyoufeel better? You don’t think I’m capable of getting to the bottom of this?” he joked.

“I’ll feel better knowing you’re not on your own. I want to know someone has your back.”

“Yeah, it’ll certainly help.”

“So, what now?”

“We sit tight until your bus is ready.”

“That’s it?”

“There’s nothing left to do. If this friend of Peter’s comes through, hopefully she can get here right away, and we can get what we need while you’re tucked safely away on that bus.”

Her lips tightened into a thin line.

“What is it now?” he said.

“Nothing.”

“Then why do you look irritated?”

“I’m not.”

“What’s that look about, then?”

“Nothing.” She frowned and turned away from him, walking to the kitchen. “I need a drink.”

After filling a glass with water, she remained by the sink.

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