David reached into his jacket and took out the cell phone he had found earlier. He was relieved to see that there was network coverage in the area. His fingers hesitated for a moment before clicking on the list of contacts. The name ‘Janice Ingrid’, once detestable, was now his only hope of reaching Ryder. Trusting an FBI agent to whom he had admitted his crimes, did not seem like the smartest of ideas, but there was no time to consider the legal implications of his choice. If Janice wanted to, she could have arrested him when she had the chance, but since she didn’t, it was safe to assume that she really needed his help. Her superiors on the other hand, might have something else to say. Though Janice had let him go, David still had his doubts. All this could have been a part of her plan t
