Jake and Kyle exchanged clothes. Kyle wore the fresh dress shirt, socks and underwear that Jake intended to wear on the flight back the next day. Jake put on his own T-shirt, running shorts and shoes as he turned over the jacket, tie, and pants to Kyle.
“Thanks for doing this, man.”
“No problem,” said Jake. He threw the two cell phones in the bag.
“Dude, why do you have two phones?”
“One’s the law firm’s. The other is mine.”
“Which one’s the law firm’s?”
Jake pointed to the flip phone.
“That figures. Mind if I borrow it? I need to make calls once we leave here?”
“Sure.” Jake handed him the cell. “But you won’t be able to call out until we get out of this concrete and steel area.” Once he spoke, the door opened.
Umberto walked in. “Good! You guys are done.” He faced Jake as he spok
