Chapter 7
Maclean Vallance, hunkered against the condominium apartment floor, aimed his binoculars out of the floor-to-ceiling glass wall down to a pool area five stories below. "It's got to be him," he muttered.
"Are you sure?" Ryan asked, staying several feet back, as instructed, to remain out of view from the condominium residents who might glance in their direction at the unit.
"He is way too obvious," Maclean answered. "It's one hundred and five degrees outside here in Scottsdale and he is wearing a long sleeve shirt. I could easily identify Zachary Fellini by his tattoos, if he had not deliberately hidden them, but still, I am almost ready to call Vicente and confirm that we have found Zachary already."
The poolside man was under an umbrella, facing away from them and toward a
