Chapter Twenty-Nine
After my illuminating call with the Stanton brothers, I powered my cell phone off. I needed time to think. Good thing I had at least six hours on my hands.
Did I take Abe and Elijah seriously? You betcha. Don’t get me wrong, despite their good looks, those boys could be pretty darn intimidating. They did have some valid points—I hadn’t been particularly careful the past few days—and besides, it wasn’t going to kill me to cool my jets for a while.
I settled on the couch and proceeded to sift through the photos Daniels had supplied while Nicoh placed his large head on my feet. I opted to look through the Alcore photos first, which included many of the same people as the one he had shown us earlier, in similar poses. Perhaps it had been an attempt at a public relations
