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McKenzie was in the rear cab. Isabella was in the front. He was watching the weaving cars constantly shifting in and out and between to see if they were being followed. So far it didn’t seem as if they were. He had a hard time believing it was a clean getaway. Things just didn’t go that smooth.
Isabella, the grad students, followed by McKenzie had left the NYU lab together and went straight to the street. Their eyes never stopped searching, always wary for any one that might pose a threat. It wasn’t an easy task on the busy, bustling campus.
They were able to hail two cabs. Bob and Jeff went with Isabella in the lead and McKenzie had gotten the girls, Sandra, Karen and Alicia. There had been no sign of a tail, but he didn’t believe they weren’t there. James’ men had been too dilig
