"Where do you think they are headed?" Kirk asked.
The driver of Catalina"s car hung back a few cars as the church van pulled away from the Wicked Cat.
"It doesn"t matter," Catalina said. "What matters is that they"re falling into our trap."
Catalina reached over and patted Kirk"s hand. "Just one more step and I promise to give your brother and father back." She smiled at him. "How does it feel to be fighting for a noble cause for change?"
Kirk pushed her hand away. "I wouldn’t call you noble. Not by a long shot."
She shrugged. "I suppose noble is in the eye of the beholder."
Kirk squinted and tracked the van as it made a left turn.
"I"ll bet they"re heading out of town," he said.
He stroked his chin. "If it were me, I"d be headed to Mexico right now. There would be no place in the
