The Buyer Derek Chose Was Already On A Watchlist

she’d betrayed him over a salad bowl.

“Why?”

I answered for her. “Because if that device went where I think it went, this is already bad.”

Uncle David snorted. “Come on. Bad how? Somebody got a used laptop.”

I turned to him. “It wasn’t used in the way you think.”

And that was as much as I was going to say in that dining room with pot roast on the table continue reading …