Chapter 13Isaac cast a calculating gaze around the building, checking exits, clear lines of sight, concentration of people, and the time it would take to cross the room from one end to the other if he needed to bolt.
“You really have a knack for casing places, don’t you?”
Andrew—once again his partner in crime, because neither of them could bring in their people until this was over. The only one who knew was Steven, waiting to make the arrests, but Andrew had asked him to keep it small and quiet and let them pounce first.
“It’s not too often I’m trying to catch my own shadow,” Isaac said. “Using Arthurian collectables as code for Avalon was cute. I’ll have to give the thief my regards when your brother is carting them away.”
“You’re sure I’m right about what the ad was saying though? A
