CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
As Riley and her colleagues walked out of the building toward their rented car, she mulled over her impressions of Harrison Lund.
That he was an evil man she had no doubt.
But did she have any hard evidence against him?
Not so far, she thought.
Lund’s cunning and intelligence worried her even more than his palpably evil nature.
When they reached the car, Jared commented, “We haven’t eaten anything since we left Atlanta.”
“I’ll drive,” Bill said. “Just direct me to the nearest hamburger joint.”
Jared consulted his cell phone and directed them to a little café. They found a booth out of immediate earshot from the other customers and settled down to talk quietly.
“So what do you think about our interview just now?” Bill asked Riley as they waited for their sandwich
