My ears buzzed with the silence of the cabin and the aftershock of the bomb Sterling had just dropped. Finding my way to my feet, step after step, I followed the path Sterling had just taken until I was standing outside a mostly-closed door to his office. Rita had pointed out the room last night. Even if she hadn't, I would have known its purpose from the fury of voices coming from within.
I recognized Sterling's and Patrick's. It was the third voice I didn't know.
“The number goes to a burner phone," the unknown voice said.
“Find out where it was purchased. See if there's a money trail."
“Boss, it was purchased with cash in Schaumburg. That's where the trail ends. I'm looking into security cameras. Once I find him, I'll do face recognition."
There was a beat of silence before Ster
