CHAPTER TWENTY
Ever since they’d crossed the border with Germany, Steel had noticed the change in weather. Black clouds covered the heavens and powerful winds pushed against the car, forcing Steel to counter-steer against it.
Steel had let the others sleep; no need for them to be awake and break the comfortable silence. He’d switched off the radio a while back, just after they’d fallen asleep, in fact. Steel needed quiet to think, and unnecessary noise would hinder that.
Langley had already found the next place: a museum in Amsterdam. This was a start.
Steel and Simms now knew how to break The Sentinel’s code, pictures, and address. Knowing that would make things a thousand times quicker in tracking the victims. The problem would be if The Sentinel anticipated this and started to make
