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didn’t expect Jake to come after her, but he did, and he spun her around. “Not if it gets you killed.”
    “I don’t care.”
    “I do.”
    She stared at him, chin out. She was not going to back down on this. “If I don’t do something to stop the person who set me up, Marisa died for nothing.”
    Jake ran his hands over his head. “Let me think on it.”
    “I have to do something,” she said.
    “First, we talk to Maddie. Agreed?”
    She didn’t have much of a choice. And she’d promised to trust him.
    She hoped she hadn’t misplaced that trust.
# #
    While Lucky went to the store for supplies, Jake tried every number he had for Madeleine Burke, but she wasn’t home, she wasn’t at the office, and she wasn’t picking up her cell phone. He left her one message without a return number and told her to call Cutler.
    “So now,” Angel said, clearing her plate, “we go with Plan B.”
    “I think we’re on Plan K by now,” Jake muttered.
    “I could always record a statement and post it on YouTube for the world to see.”
    “Let’s not.”
    “Just saying.”
    Jake needed to think, and it didn’t help that he’d had only a couple cat naps to sustain him.
    He called Cutler on the burner phone.
    “I need Kristina Larson’s ho said, stepping into the room">
“mame address.”
    “She’s a prosecutor. No fucking way can I get it. You want me to go to prison? I mean, shit, Jake, it’s not — ”
    “I’ll call you in five minutes.” He hung up.
    “I don’t think that guy likes you very much,” Angel said as she rinsed the plates and stacked them on the counter.
    “Cutler’s a slime, but he’s my slime,” Jake said. She sat back down and was watching him. Looking to him for guidance and direction. That made him nervous. What if he failed her?
    He waited four-and-a-half minutes and called him back. “And?”
    “You did not get this from me.”
    Jake wrote Larson’s home address on his hand. She lived in Los Feliz. “Don’t you have a vacant house in Los Feliz?”
    “Yeah,” Cutler said, wary.
    “Where are the keys?”
    “Under the second pot on the back porch. Please, I like that place. Don’t get it shot up.”
    “Cross my heart.”
    “As long as you’re not crossing your fingers while you’re at it.” Cutler slammed down the phone.
    Lucky returned. “I got everything you wanted,” he said and handed Jake a large bag.
    “So what’s the plan?” Angel said. “I knock on her door and say hey, someone’s trying to kill me?”
    “No. This information is for an emergency only. If she’s the one leaking information to the G-5, we don’t confront her. She’s an ADA. You’re a wanted fugitive.”
    “I have an idea,” Angel said. She held up the phone that Lucky had given her. “I’ll keep an open line. You record everything. I’ll get her to admit she tried to get me killed, and then we go to the police and ta-da!”
    “It’s not as simple as that.”
    “How ‘bout this. I call her. Didn’t your slimy friend Cutler give you her number as well?”
    “Yes, but — ”
    “I’ll tell her where I am. If she sends the cops or comes herself, she’s good. If she sends the Garcias, she’s bad.”
    Lucky said, “I have all the equipment you need if you want to wire Angel.”
    “No,” Jake said. “I’m not putting you in the line of fire, kid. My first idea, of getting out of town, is sounding much better.”
    “You can stay here. Mi casa and all that.”
    “Thanks, buddy,” Jake said. “We might take you up on that — ”
    “No!” Angel shouted. “I mean, thanks, Lucky, but we can’t just sit around here and do nothing. If I wait until the morning, go to her office, and she’s one of them, I">Should we choose a particular edvo’m never going to leave that courthouse. Not even you could break me out of juvie.”
    He had to admire his kid. She was no saint, but she wanted desperately to do the right thing, and that wasn’t something she’d learned from her