“You too,” Lee replied. He put a hundred-dollar bill down and stood. “That’s yours.”
“Thank you. I really appreciate it.”
“I appreciate your help. Magnificent job. Good night, Lacy.”
Lee stood and walked towards the front door of the restaurant considering Bob Mitchell and what he might do in the wake of their meeting. He could now monitor Mitchell’s movements and see how the meeting impacted his actions—at least until Mitchell discovered the device in his wheel-well. Mitchell was a security expert, so he might look for bugs daily like Lee always did. Until the device was discovered, Lee could watch his movements. Mitchell was also smart enough to know that the investment association would soon be uncovered. He would be doing everything he could to prevent that from happening, or to con
