Chapter 15
Tuesday
Rick Conner was up for good at three-forty a.m. after trying and failing to sleep.
He’d spent the rest of his Monday setting up a program on Donny’s and Joe’s websites that would auto-feed metrics data over to his primary terminal for collation and deeper analysis.
Then he’d opened the email Lizzie had sent and generated a whole new set of parameters on his second terminal to cast a net for the mysterious Land Rover and its driver.
After that, he’d had dinner and watched a movie with Faith, then gone to bed. But sleep hadn’t come, and the more he’d thought about everything Nathan had shared with him, the angrier he’d become.
Determined, he stalked from the bedroom into the living room, sat at his desk, and plugged in then turned on his encrypted laptop.
“You have
