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package. “Where is she?”
    Silence. He turned to Evelyn. “You talked to her . . .”
    “I think so.”
    “What? How can you
fucking
think—?”
    “I called her and someone answered, and I’m ninety percent sure it was her. But she was . . . in rough shape. I don’t know what exactly happened, but she was trying to answer me and then she just couldn’t. The line didn’t go dead, and I kept trying to talk to her, but there was no answer.”
    Jack grabbed his jacket and strode to the door. Evelyn caught his arm, releasing it before he could throw her off. She sidestepped in front of him, blocking the door.
    “What exactly are you going to do, Jack?”
    “Find her.”
    “How? You have no idea—”
    “Felix,” he said and reached for the doorknob, but she slammed her hip against it, wincing slightly, the move not quite as easy as it would have been fifty years ago.
    “Fine,” she said. “You’re going to call Felix and hope he can help. So call him. From here.”
    Jack shook his head. “On the road.”
    “Slow down.”
    He met her gaze. “No.”
    She returned the look. “
Yes
, Jack, because as guilty as you feel now, you’re going to feel a helluva lot worse if you get her killed by wasting time running off half-cocked to find her.”
    “Wouldn’t do that. I’ll be careful. Just—”
    “Do you even have your weapons?”
    He had his main gun holstered, as usual, but hadn’t taken his backups. He glanced over his shoulder at the duffel bag from his Washington locker. When he turned back, Evelyn had her own gun pointed at him.
    “Slow the hell down, Jack,” she said. “Or I swear, I’ll put a bullet through your leg.”
    “That’s not my leg.”
    “Close enough. Now call Felix and see what he can do.”
    Jack glowered at her, but the truth was he’d only been heading to his rental car so he could feel like he was taking action. So he could drive farther into Virginia and get closer to wherever Nadia was. It wouldn’t make much difference. It would just make him feel better. Wouldn’t do any harm, either, but he knew better than to call Evelyn’s bluff. She’d shot him before.
    He called Felix. “Dee’s phone,” he said when Felix answered. “I need to track it.”
    “I’d make some smart comment about the lack of pleasantries,” Felix said in his perfectly-articulated English, “But I know you’re not asking because you forgot where you’re supposed to meet her for lunch. I presume there’s a problem?”
    “Yes.”
    “And you need to know where she is. But the thing about making a phone that doesn’t register on GPS, Jack? It doesn’t register on GPS.”
    “There’s a back door.”
    “I don’t believe I ever said—”
    “There is. You have the key. Open it.”
    “It’s not that simple. If it was, anyone with a little knowhow could do it.”
    “Just open that door. Whatever it costs. Bill me.”
    “I’m not trying to justify a higher price, Jack. I’d hope you’d realize that. Nor am I stalling. I’m at my computer working on it as we speak. But it’s going to take time, and if Dee’s in trouble and you have any other way of locating her . . .”
    “I don’t.”
    “Then let me do this, and I’ll phone you back.”
    Jack grunted his thanks and hung up. Evelyn waved him back toward the bed, her gun still trained on him.
    “Put that away,” he said.
    “Not until I’m convinced you won’t run out the door.”
    He snorted and backed up to sit on the bed. “Wouldn’t run. Just knock you out of the way. You’re old.”
    “Fuck you, too, Jack.” She holstered her gun but kept her tailored suit jacket open for easy access. “My role here is to make sure you keep it together, and if that means putting a bullet in you, I will, because I sure as hell don’t want to deal with you if you lose her.”
    He shifted on the bed as he tried to shove that thought from his head. Really not the way to calm him down.
    “
This
is what you need to fix,” she said.