For the first time he realized he had left the sleek, slender contraption in the living room. He extracted himself from Natalia’s grasp and ran for his phone. “What’s up, Preston?” “What took you so long?” “Natalia had some nightmares. I stayed with her.” “I figured she would. I wish she hadn’t had to experience that hell. We all know what it’s like in one fashion or another; either to see your comrade fall beside you or to be prisoner, and we all know she’s going to be in hell for a while.” “Yeah, that we do. She wants to see a therapist. Can you find a good one that we can trust?” “Yeah, I think I can handle that. But I’m actually calling with bad news…expected, but bad nonetheless.” “He’s here isn’t he?” “Arrived in Dallas this morning. I think he’s going to work his way here to Austin. I’m guessing he wanted to lose the tail the government had following him from the airport. He probably knew they would follow. The man is smart.” “He’s done this before; evading the feds comes easily for him.
