“So how long?” he asked again, taking a second bite of his sub.
“Months.”
“Has Stokes seen you two together?”
“No. At least not directly, but he knows about it.”
“What do you mean, not directly?” Black asked.
“The night of the bombing at Fisherman’s Wharf, Reeves and Guo followed me to Agent Chapp’s house. I’m sure that’s how Stokes found out.”
Black said nothing, just chewed his food.
“But don’t worry about him using that against me. I broke things off with Ashley.”
“Plan on telling your wife?”
Toben paused before answering. “I don’t know.”
The jet engines kicked on. Faint vibrations waved through the cabin.
“I’m sure she already knows,” Black said.
“What makes you say that?”
“If anyone has spent any time around you two, they know something’s up. Maybe except Boyar. He’s so h
