Chapter Thirty
His alarm sounded at five-thirty a.m. and roused him from a solid sleep. The first thing he checked was his phone, to make sure that Ramon’s location had remained unchanged overnight.
Satisfied that Ramon was still being held in the tall building, he hustled to the shower in the tiny motel room he had rented to clean up before leaving to start another day of surveillance.
In Pantego, Nathan Thomas eased out of bed and got his own shower, then dressed and poured coffee into a travel mug for the drive to the office.
He arrived at six-twenty and waded through emails until six-forty-five, at which time he strode down the hall to meet his team and head to the garage.
They departed for Jack County promptly at seven a.m. as scheduled, a three-vehicle caravan with a total of te
