We arrive in Hartford a few minutes early and our luggage is the first to appear on the belt.
"I guess it's our lucky day," I say, grabbing my bag. Dominic grabs his, then wheels both of our bags to the car.
Dominic's car had to be delivered to us from the private storage facility because of what happened the last time we left it at the airport. Sinclair admitted to the crime but even with him dead, Dominic didn't trust that the car would be safe sitting at the airport parking lot that long.
As we drive away from the airport, Dominic checks to make sure the brakes work. Then he tests them again as we get on the main road. "Okay, they work this time."
"I should call Nate quick and tell him we made it." I take my phone out of my purse and turn it on but nothing happens. "The battery's de
