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There’s a coffee shop over there. Can you go read a paper for twenty minutes?” He wrote down two numbers on a receipt and pressed it into her free hand. “If I’m not back in half an hour, call my CO. I’d rather not involve him until we know what’s going on, but you say my name and he’ll come and get you. Then call Rik. He’llfind a way to keep you safe.”
    Another nod, and she sprinted across the road, ball cap firmly in place, their shopping bag dancing in her hand. He faded into the shadow of the building behind him, watching for a few moments, then turned and headed for the building behind his. A rarely locked door connected the underground parking garages. He took the stairs up, listening for shifting movementsabove and below, but there was nothing. He eased the stairwell door open, reassured himself his hallway was empty, then let himself into his apartment. He went first to the small safe in his bedroom, removing his emergency stash of cash. Then he retrieved his loaded FN57, the spare magazines for that as well as for the Glock 29 on his hip.   He grabbed a backpack, stuffed some clothes in it, andsince he was standing at his dresser, the box of condoms he kept in his top drawer.
    Don’t even think about it.  
    I’m not .  
    You’re a douche—
    The burner phone vibrated in his pocket, cutting off his inner quarrel. He glanced at the time and headed for the door. He’d have to talk on the run. He checked the peephole before shouldering his way into the hall. “What did you discover?”
    “Not a lotyet, but what I did, I don’t like. Where are you?”
    “Leaving my apartment now.”
    “Is she with you?”
    “No. Heading back that way now.”
    “So, that message...”  
    Drew didn’t want to know how Rik had accessed it. “Can we figure out who sent it?”
    “Yes, in time. Why would someone want to have access to her phone?”
    “What kind of access?”
    “The message was a Trojan horse. It delivered a tracking appthat connected with the GPS in the handset, but also gave the receiver access to the camera and internal memory.”
    Drew punched his way into the stairwell and took the steps down two at a time. “Can you tell if it’s still in my car?”
    “It hasn’t moved.”
    “Just a matter of time, though, right?”
    Rik was silent at the other end of the line for a moment, then exhaled slowly. “If a senator is involved,I’d imagine yes.”
    “I need to keep her safe, man.”
    “I can help with that. You have passports?”
    “I do. I think she does.”  
    “They’re not necessary to get here, just to get home again. I’ll text you details.”
    “Got it. Hey, and Rik?”
    “Yeah?”
    The thought of Annie losing any memories of Kevin... “Can you back up her phone? Photos, text messages, that sort of thing?”
    “Already on it.”
    “Thanks.”He emerged back into the early morning brightness. “Don’t look at any of it.”
    “See you soon.”

    — —  

    Her booth provided a clear sight line to the front door and a quick exit out the kitchen. She’d paid the waitress for a cup of coffee she hadn’t touched and now flipped through pages of day old newsprint she wasn’t reading. Drew would be back any second, she had no doubt. This was all acomplete misunderstanding, and there was no reason for panic to be winding its way around her chest and up her throat. Stripping her mouth of all moisture and making her so lightheaded she could barely think straight.  
    The deep breathing exercises her grief counselor suggested were hard to harness, but she focused on counting each breath, in and out, and slowly logic found traction. Drew wasthe only person who knew where she was, exactly. If someone wanted to find her, a prank phone call would be a bizarre and convoluted way to do that when her office hours were posted on the university website and her home address was listed probably everywhere. Unless they didn’t want to find her, but test her. Had running to Drew been