Arthur and I sat in Charles’s office as we waited for Rachel and Enrique to come back. Charles had grown too anxious so he decided to walk the grounds and maybe take a bath. Arthur was on his third glass of whiskey and I reread the same page over 10 times.
“Do you think they’ll find anything useful?” Arthur asked.
I shrugged. “I’m not sure. But I do know that Rachel is stubborn, and Enrique relentless.. so they will come back with something. They have to.”
“It’s a good thing I sent Frank with them then. If they need to get out of there quickly Frank is an expert at quick escapes. That’s how he survived in the military.”
I closed my book. There was something that I had been wondering all night. “Did you tell Frank about Charles? The truth behind all this?”
“Of course not. That’s not fo
