Carrie asked. “Where else could we go?” “What if we went back to Rock Creek Park, to the place where you first saw those guys plotting?” A shiver went through her when she remembered her last visit to that location. Catching her reaction, he pressed his hand over hers. “Sorry. I guess it’s not the place you’d choose to visit.” She swallowed. “Why do you want to go there?” “Because we may find something there that we can use.” “I’m pretty sure the D.C. cops and the Park Police scoured the woods.” “But maybe they weren’t looking for the right thing. Maybe if you’d been along to point them in the right direction, they would have come up with something useful.” She nodded, remembering that all she’d wanted to do when she’d heard the terrorist plot was get out of there.
