The other man’s condescending tone had his teeth grinding. “You just said we should track her—”
“I don’t care what I said!”
He held his breath and counted to ten. “We didn’t actually expect to find her at her apartment. Would you like to know what my mandidfind?
“I’m assuming since we’re having this conversation, it wasn’t the two million.”
Keep your cool.He’ll get what he deserves later.“No, but they did find a possible way to get to her.”
“I’m listening.”
“On the refrigerator was a calendar. One of the dates was circled several times in thick, red ink.”
“When is it?”
“A week and a half from now. The words ‘Olivia’s Baby Due’ were written on it in big, red marker.”
“This helps us how?”
If you’d shut the hell up, I’ll tell you.“The man who owns R.I.S.C. has a wife. Her name is Olivia McQueen. From what I’ve been able to find, our Abigail is very close with this woman.”
“So if this Olivia person is expected to give birth soon, and the two women are close friends…”
“It’s quite possible she’ll be present at the time of delivery.”
There was a pause before, “We need to find out which hospital the McQueen woman is using.”
“Already got it. She’s a nurse at a private facility located in the southwest portion of Dallas. Only problem is, it’s owned by Homeland Security.”
“There’s no way to make your move there. You’ll have to wait until they’re either going or coming. You know I can’t risk having any witnesses on this.”
“I know. I’ve already worked everything out. One way or another, we will get her to you soon. When we do, you’ll get your money as planned.”
And I’ll finally get what’s coming to me.
