Then he gave a shaky laugh. "Sparkleson, you bastard, you goddamn useless f*****g unicorn. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Can you track this phone?"
"No, been trying. He's done something to it. Can you tell us anything?"
"It's an old house, a step up from a farmhouse, probably a vacation home of some sort, though it hasn't been used in a long time. There's a stable. That's where they were keeping us. I don't think we're too far from Annie's house, though, they wouldn't want to be too far from the city in case they needed to get back in a hurry."
"I'll get Rudy to figure it out. Is Stern okay?"
"Yeah, we're both fine." Anderson held the phone so tightly he was half-surprised it didn't crack. "How did you know Martinez was part of this?"
Lynn laughed. "Wasn't hard. Their bullshit has held u
