Jim and Olivia arrive at the Rosehill Springs, at three in the afternoon. The two prowls inside a blue hatchback, behind lines of cars near the rows of co-op house buildings. At the other side of the road, stands a towering apartment building, where the address written on receipt takes them. In one of the residences on the third floor, might be David Barker’s hiding place. Olivia watches every movement of residents moving on their terrace from the passenger seat, with the help of binoculars. Jim in the driver’s seat, on the other hand, did nothing but wait for her signal to move. He also longs to have a piece of information known and crack his brains with it, yet in almost half an hour, neither a conversation nor a single word was exchanged between him and Olivia. She takes her job as if h

