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Swanson snapped his phone shut. He tossed it on the seat next to him, then scowled out the passenger window and watched the other car approach.
Phelps and The Agency were unreachable. He’d called every fifteen minutes for two hours, only to hear “the lines are busy, please try again.” They had promised him that he would be kept informed. He hadn’t heard a word from the agent who was with Courtney, and she hadn’t checked her e-mail, or at least responded to his request, in the last two days. No one answered the phone at La Casa. Swanson had taken it upon himself to meet with Cartwright in the hopes of finding out if Enrique had taken Courtney, and if Cartwright didn’t know, maybe he would be able to keep Enrique from meeting with Escobedo. The Senator planned to fly back to Mexico and
