67Pat’s forehead wrinkled. “You’re thinking at least two males in the crew?”
Tom dipped his chin in a grim mini-nod of agreement. “Ramsey won’t send a lone gunman after Bella.”
Pat’s elbow poked my ribs.
I could tell the term Killer b***h was burning the tip of his tongue.
He managed not to interrupt with his favorite headline.
“Tonight,” Tom continued, “we three each take a four-hour shift as lookout.”
“You want the lookout stationary or roving?” Pat asked.
“I’ll cover the lower level all three shifts,” Tom said. “When either of you is on duty, you cover the main and upper levels. Open-plan on the main level offers the most accessible viewpoints.”
“Good call.” Pat catalogued the advantages. “Windows at front and rear. Broad openings between the interior rooms.”
“Yes,” Tom agreed.
