Grady stared at the empty sky, a deep frown furrowing his brow. It had cleared up hours ago and still no word from Larry. News of Knight’s death had rated a short mention on the morning news out of Denver. Leslie’s dad must be freaking about now, he thought with a grin. His top scientist dead, the research assistant missing. Unless she wasn’t? She hadn’t been mentioned on the news, either as the grieving or missing daughter. No way to tell what that meant. No mention of the robbery yet either, though that wasn’t too surprising. They’d counted on the confusion of Knight’s death to disguise the theft of the Shield prototype for a few days. He planned to have the information out of Prudence and be out of the country before Merryweather, and Les, knew what had hit them.
He looked at the empty
