Chapter Twenty-Three
Heading off any further discussion, Ramirez called for a patrolman to escort Grace back to her office. She was relieved when we suggested the officer stay with her while she worked, but reluctant about missing an opportunity to press me for more details surrounding the cryptic message she’d been asked to deliver. Unfortunately, as much as I liked Grace, I wasn’t prepared to divulge my relationship with Martin or the specifics of the item he had referenced—if not for her own safety, then for the rest of ours.
Once she was safely on her way, Ramirez turned to me. “I’d like to know what Martin meant.”
“So would I,” Abe added.
If I could have rolled my eyes without drawing attention I would have. I’d known I wasn’t going to dodge this line of questioning forever. “Mart
