CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
8:15 p.m. Eastern Daylight Time
Potomac Towers
Arlington, Virginia
“A little more wine?” she said.
Luke nodded. “A splash. Why not?”
He was at Trudy Wellington’s one-bedroom apartment on the eighth floor of a high-rise development across the water from downtown DC. There was no access to the outside from here, but the tall windows almost made it seem like there was.
From where he stood, he could see a panoramic sweep of the Potomac River heading down to Reagan National. One after another, ceaselessly, the fat-bellied commercial jet planes came upriver and made their slow descents to the runway. Luke could see a line of them glinting in the fading sunlight, all the way out to the horizon, waiting their turn to land. It was a busy airport.
Beyond the airport was th
