TWENTY-SIX
“HE’S GOT IT DEBBIE,” I said, coming back round to the others. “But check the bag to be sure,” I pointed to the little parcel they tossed on the floor earlier. We were completely alone in The Globe now. For how long? No doubt they’d be sending police and whatever else up here.
“We’re okay, thanks,” she chirped—trying to sound sarcastic but relief coming through as well. Which was fine, it meant they really were okay. She bent over and emptied the bag on the carpet. I didn’t think it’d be in there. They wouldn’t leave the stone here after all this trouble.
“Diana, get any eyes you can on the outside of this building. They’re setting us up!”
“Doing my best, security access is severely restricted and firewalled,” came the reply. The audio crackled a bit.
“Just do anything you
