Logan looked ahead, straining to see, but that portion of the lot was out of sight.
“He’s talking to someone…a squatter, it sounds like…my guy can’t get close enough to hear the conversation…okay, the
Talk about thorough, Logan thought. Aaron and his friends were apparently not willing to just toss whatever they’d cleaned up into the trash. They wanted it burned. That was too bad. It would have been nice to see what was inside those bags.
“…he’s heading back to the taxi now,” Daeng finished.
Logan looked down the street. A few seconds later, Aaron came out from the building and climbed into his cab. The pursuit then continued as before.
The third stop was at a building that couldn’t have been more different than the one Aaron had just visited. It was a modern-looking, glass business tower, twenty stories high. One of Daeng’s men was able to get into the lobby just as the elevator doors closed on the car Aaron was in. The man watched the indicator. It stopped on the fourteenth floor, then headed back down.
“Send him up,” Logan said, after Daeng asked him what he wanted to do.
According to the man, there were several different suites on the fourteenth floor: an import-export business, an accounting firm, and a few offices that were only marked with names of people.
“Make sure he doesn’t give himself away,” Logan warned.
Daeng shook his head. “He won’t.”
Suddenly he pressed the phone tightly against his ear, listening hard.
“I think the
There was a tense several minutes when they didn’t know what was happening, then Daeng said, “They’re in the main lobby, heading out. He says another man came out of the office, too. A
“You’re kidding,” Logan said, concerned.
“It’s okay. Standing in the hallway like he was, he’d have been more noticeable if he hadn’t gotten on.”
That may have been true, but it still had Logan worried.
“He says they didn’t talk on the way down, but did give each other a little nod as they got out at the bottom. Also says our guy is now carrying a large envelope.”
Daeng was silent for a moment, then said, “The two
“Your guy in the building, is he the only one other than us following the cab?”
“No. There are three others.”
Logan raised an eyebrow, impressed. “Then have him follow this new guy, and see where he goes. The rest of us will stay with the cab.”
Suddenly they had quite an operation going. Along with the group following Aaron’s taxi, there was a man tagging after the guy who’d gotten out of the cab before Aaron had burned the duffle bags, and now there was this new guy, too.
Logan’s phone began to vibrate in his pocket. He frowned as he read the name on the display screen: DAD. Things were a little too crazy at the moment to deal with his father, so Logan sent the call to voicemail.
A half a minute later, his phone rang again.
“Dad, not now,” he said, realizing the only way to get rid of him was to talk to him.
“Logan, is that you? I think we got disconnected before.”
“No, I sent you to voicemail on purpose. I’m a little busy here.”
“We haven’t even heard from you. We didn’t know if you made it or not.”
“I made it, okay? I’ll call you later.”
“Have you found her?”
“That’s what I’m working on
“Oh. Oh, okay. So you’re busy?”
“Dad, please. I’ll call you later. I promise. Okay?”
His father said nothing for a moment. “Tooney wants to know what you really think the chances are of finding Elyse and bringing her home.”
Logan took a breath. “Better than I would have hoped. Now, I really gotta go.”
“Wait, there’s something else you need to know.”
“What?”
“Elyse’s mother is on her way to Thailand.”
