Chapter 16
IT took Nick an hour to reach Portland. He stopped on the outskirts to wash the car. In the event that he had to dump this car he didn't want to leave any evidence of where Aria might be hiding. The soil from the dirt road leading to the cabin would shed light on her whereabouts like a neon sign pointing the way. It was nearly eight and completely dark now, with a light mist falling. He felt grateful for the mist, knowing how much more cover it would provide when he reached his objective.
He found Harrington's house easily, and parked down the street, just close enough so that he could watch the place. He shifted in his seat until he felt comfortable and sat back, prepared to wait for two hours. There were still lights on in the downstairs windows. If Harrington wasn't in bed
