David stayed hidden in the back bedroom all morning. He did not go near the windows. Xavier had warned him that FBI agents were asking questions about him around the city. The planted evidence was making more people inside the bureau suspicious.
A knock sounded on the front door. Xavier opened it. Two men in dark suits stood outside. They showed their badges.
“We need to speak with David Wick,” one agent said. “We know he has been staying here. We have questions about some financial records and his recent activities.”
Xavier kept his voice steady. “David is not here right now. He has been away on personal matters.”
The second agent looked past Xavier into the house. “We can wait. Or we can come back with a warrant. It would be better if we talk now.”
Carolina walked into the living ro
