Three days have gone by and Rodrigo was still out in the vast universe without a precise location.
Anderson sat feet on the table scrolling through her phone as Kendrick sipped his cup of whiskey.
"Alan was not much of a help." She said, cutting through the silence.
Kendrick gazed at her in such a way his pupils could be seen staring at her through his eyelashes.
She raised a brow at his new style of staring.
"He is our man. But do you think he would give away the information so easily? Even with a gun pointed to his deck he wouldn't." Kendrick added with a tone that gave his irritation away.
"We've searched my corners and yours." She said,
"I know," Kendrick added, rising to his feet.
She saw the frustration in his brisk movement, in one gulp he took down the alcohol.
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