“Spy camp?”
“That’s probably the easiest explanation.”
“Give me the Reader’s Digest version.”
“That is the Reader’s Digest version. There are things I just can’t talk about.”
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
Though it wasn’t cold
, Remi held her arms protectively across her chest. “Have you ever killed anyone before tonight?” Then, before Sam could answer, she said, “Never mind. Of course you have. You’re far too calm.” She narrowed her eyes. “Are you really a grocery stocker, or is that a cover?”
“I am a grocery stocker, and it pays the rent while I work on my project.”
“The argon laser.”
“Yes.”
She was quiet for so long, he didn’t know what to think.
Finally, he reached out, touched her shoulder. “Remi . . . ?”
She turned away, brushing at her eyes.
All he could do was give her space. He reluctantly left her, and returned inside the cabin.
Nikos, at the helm, looked back at Sam as he entered, then looked at Dimitris.
His son stepped forward. “I wanted to thank you for coming after us. And to apologize for putting you both in danger. I know it was foolish. I only wanted to help Zoe.”
Sam nodded. “I appreciate you saying so.”
“But maybe what we saw will help?”
“Maybe.”
Zoe looked hopeful. “What about the fact they were shooting at us?” she asked. “And the man you killed? That has to mean something.”
As much as he wished they could avoid this discussion right now, there was no helping it. “All it proves is that we were there, trespassing on private property. Fortunately, we all survived,” he said as Remi walked in.
She strode directly up to him, holding out her phone. “Rube,” she said.
He examined her face, unable to tell much beyond the tension in her eyes. Taking the phone, he put it to his ear. “That was fast.”
“I got hold of the right person this time,” Rube said. “It’s a mixed bag. Are you somewhere we can talk? It’s not all good news.”
Sam, feeling Remi’s eyes on him, stepped outside the cabin for privacy. “Give me the good news first. I could use some right now.”
“The federal police,” Rube said, “are going to investigate the original kidnapping in concert with the circumstances surrounding Tassos’s death.”
“And the bad news?”
“Don’t expect to be going home anytime soon. Which means the two of you need to be careful. You and I both know what happens when the police start dredging up things no one wants exposed.”
“Kyril would be a fool to come after us. He’ll be the first one they suspect.”
“Let’s hope he’s the logical type.”