I started to sweat. “Pull in right here.” I pointed to a no-name tire shop. Mexicans inside hard at work, long after dark, finishing up their twelve-hour day, with four cars up on lifts, a couple still in queue waiting. He didn’t question, but pulled right over, anxious to get rid of me. I opened...
He’s got nothing to lose.” Mack leaned forward a little, his eyes intent on the task at hand. “Yeah, yeah, I know. What do you want me to do about it?” “I’m just thinking out loud.” “All they can offer Jonas is a lighter sentence on the three counts of kidnapping, but if we never find the kids, w...