Chapter Eighteen
Nate struggled to wake up, hearing a noise going off. After a moment, he realized it was his phone and reached over to answer it. “What?”
“Mickey is on the move. He knocked out the guys we had watching him, and we’ve lost him.” Wayne’s worried voice came through the phone.
Nate sat straight up as he reached over for Liz to wake her, but she wasn’t there. “s**t. Let me call you right back.”
He got up and flipped on the lights as he walked through the house, hoping she was anywhere in it. He checked every room, woke up Thompson and Jones, and then texted Alex before calling Wayne back.
“She’s gone,” he said when Wayne answered.
“How is that possible? There are three of you on her!” Wayne yelled, like it wasn’t a thought Nate had already had once, twice, a million times
