Cam couldn’t take the chance that she’d lose contact with Carlos. She borrowed Tad’s car and drove herself across town. She parked the car in front of the coffee shop and went inside.
There were no customers there, but the same bartender was sitting on a tall stool behind the bar.
“Yah?”
“I need to see Carlos again,” Cam told him, being careful not to lean up against the dirty counter.
The bartender nodded. “Identification?” he asked.
“Of course,” she said as she handed him Laura Stuard’s papers.
“Wait here.” He went into the back. Tomas almost immediately came out.
“Good afternoon, Ms. Stuard,” he said. “Can I have your gun?”
“Of course,” she said. She lifted her jacket and turned around so he could take the gun.
“Come with me,” he said as he checked the lock and put her gun in h
