“What a cluster f**k!” Mulrooney groaned into the wind as the sun dipped low in the sky. He was still limping as he and Clarke paced the beach bike path two hours after leaving Donna Blair. “f**k me, Smokey,” he yelled above the sound of the surf, “we still haven"t located Lauren, and how in the hell did Sam Bennett"s record get past us?”
“He paid someone in Australia to expunge his file.”
“Well, Atilla found out, which makes us look like a couple of ball-scratchin" inbreeds. Worse yet, if Lauren"s not an accessory, and if she"s still with Sam Bennett, she"s really in danger. In the meantime, Anya could still end up in a state-provided coffin.”
“Look, bro, Miami Police lost Sam and Lauren before we could get a warrant. And Atilla has a buddy in Sydney Police who gave him inside info.”
