Chapter 21
This time when they reached the San Agustín Metrocable terminus, Chad led them at an easy saunter to one of the closed-off stairwells. In rapid succession they stepped over the chain and descended the stairs. No hurrying. No rush. Hurry drew attention—walking as if you belonged hid the actions in plain view.
Chad and Kyle had been here this afternoon and led the way. Carla was, typically, moving ahead of them as if she was the one who’d found the access. He and Richie brought up the rear. Richie had brought so much gear that he had to split it up among everyone except Duane, who had his own fifty-pound pack to tote around.
Melissa and Sofia were off on some other assignment that he knew nothing about.
Sofia.
Damn but that woman had crawled up inside him somewhere and taken
