Chapter Four
Raymond had never been one for ballcaps, yet there he was, wearing one, along with rimless glasses that looked real. The beard he’d started to grow was a mix of white and dark, and the name on his passport was Jake Peters.
What surprised Iris more than anything was how easy it had been for him to make a call to get what he needed, step into a new identity, and become someone else. Should she ask for more details about how he had access to the money he did? His only response had been that it was his emergency retirement stash. What that meant, exactly, she had no idea.
“They answer you yet?” he asked.
She didn’t know he’d been watching her from where they stood at the airport, waiting for their luggage to slide down the carousel. He had taken up a spot against the back wall
