Chapter 21
opportunities
slip through open fingertips
clutch tight, lose it all
Jonah was just getting up from the table across the street when I exited the spa.
“Talk about cutting it close. I was about to signal the other team and come get you,” Jonah said, looking me over carefully. “How did it go?”
“Not good,” I sighed. “Can we walk and talk?”
“Sure, let’s tell the backup team we’re wrapping up. I’ve gotta get back to the precinct, anyhow. Tell me everything.”
I vented as I walked, looking over my shoulder occasionally to make sure we weren’t being followed. “So, they won’t let him out at all, not even to see his sister for a couple of hours,” I concluded.
“s**t,” Jonah said, stopping next to an unmarked delivery truck. He motioned to the driver, signaling them with a hand ac
