TWENTY
June 6 5:15 p.m.“They can connect you to the shooting, Mason. You left your DNA behind. The client does not want you to do any more damage, so we are taking you off the assignment.”
“Amanda Harmon knows where the money is. I can feel it. I saw it in her eyes.”
“You think you saw a confession in her eyes?”
“Yes. I can read her. My gut tells me she knows more than she’s saying.”
“It doesn’t matter. You’re off the assignment.”
“Wait a minute. Hear me out.”
“Mason, this is not your decision. We follow protocol.”
“I can get to her. I know how to push the right buttons.” There was a moment of quiet and Mason felt he was making headway. “Come on, think about it. She knew about the money in the lockbox, and she had the key. She has to know where the rest of it is.”
“You don’t seem
