Page 125 of The Saint

He leaned closer. “The answer to what everyone has been killing for.”

She slapped the book shut and closed her eyes. “Jonathan had two cell phones in his hand before he gave me the book.”

Camden drove out of Hailey’s neighborhood. “Those could definitely be SIM cards. Maybe microchips.”

Amelia stared at the faded book cover and wondered if it was really worth their lives. “What do we do with it?”

“My first thought is to give it to Parker.” Camden slowed for a red light. “What are you thinking?”

“Not Beth.”

He snort-laughed. “NotBeth.”

She traced her finger along the spine. “What about Esme?”

“Eh, I don’t know about that. We have no idea what you’re holding.”

“She saved my life.” Amelia opened the book again and stared at the innocuous chips. “It might just be her client list.”

“If that’s the case, she already has it.”

“Is it crazy that I want to see her again?” Amelia chewed on her bottom lip. “Maybe to just say thanks. We don’t have to mention what we found.”

“Every time we’ve come in contact with Beth and Esme, we’ve had problems.”

“True.”

“Then again,” Camden grumbled. “Like you said, she saved your life. All right—” He changed lanes. “We’ll make a pit stop at the warehouse. But if we see any cars other than hers, we bail. Deal?”

No cars were at Esme’s warehouse. Camden parked in front of the entrance. Something was different, but he couldn’t place it. “No one’s here,” he said. “We’ll head to Titan HQ.”

“Wait.” Amelia opened her door.

Camden should’ve known it wouldn’t have been that easy. She’d left the book on the center console. “Amelia?”

But she didn’t hear him. She was tugging on the main doors. He let out a breath, shoved the book into the glove box, and made sure to lock the doors. They’d gone through hell because of that thing. He wouldn’t let someone just scoop it out of his vehicle—not that a car alarm would stop anyone.

“What are you doing?”

“Use your special lockpicking kit and open this up.” She slapped her hand on the metal door. “Esme, open up!”

“I don’t think she’s in there.”

“Can we check?” Amelia asked.

Camden looked around. Something was off. He couldn’t figure it out. No cameras watched them. No one was in view.

“Please?”

He scanned the perimeter. “Quick in and out, okay? Because I don’t think she’s in there.” Opening the door didn’t take much work. He loudly called, “Anyone around?”

Silence.

Amelia strode into the dark.

“Give me a second.” He pressed the car fob again to triple-check the doors were locked then used his phone as a flashlight. “In and out. Agreed?”

“Yes.”

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