He had tried calling and texting me a couple of times, but I had decided not to answer. I tried to convince myself there was no way Mark knew about my little escapade. Tabitha was probably friends with the girl who tweeted. I didn't want to think about Mark's reaction if it went much further than that. Okay, so I was in a bit of denial. "Where were you?" Mark barked when I walked in the hotel room. "Oh, just out playing in the sunshine." Hey, that wasn't a lie. "We're supposed to be lying low. Remember the assassin trying to kill you?" He ran both of his hands through his hair. "Yep. Hard to forget that." I set my guitar down and headed for the bathroom. "Any new info?" I called. "A lot," he said as I came back into the room. So far so good. The whole Twitter thing was just a couple of Tabitha's friends sharing pictures. I'm sure they didn't have many followers. They were just a bunch of kids. "We traced the money to a bank account in New Jersey. The account is part of a trust for five individuals.
