“Any idea why someone ran you off the road? Or who it was?” “Not the slightest,” Harrington said from the backseat. “And I thought I was so careful. I—” An ambulance, its lights flashing and siren pulsing, raced toward them on the opposite side of the road, and Harrington fell silent. Zoe twisted around. “Looks like they’re slowing down where you went off the road.” The sirens cut off, and there was a beat of silence. “Well, at least it was only an ambulance. No police car. Not yet, anyway,” Zoe said. “Yes, I’m sure they’ll be along soon,” Jack said. “Especially when they realize no one is in the car.” Jack’s gaze lifted to the rearview mirror where he caught Harrington’s gaze. “You said you were careful?” “Not careful enough, apparently. I was more concerned about someone in Millbank and Proust discovering my interest in the thefts, so I set up my headquarters, as it were, at the rented apartment and kept all my documents there. At the hotel, we were spread out across several floors, so as long as I showed up early and was the last one up to bed at night, no one realized what I was doing.
