Sam heard two doors open and close, and a few moments later, a clanking noise, as if someone had fired a silenced weapon at the rusted lock on the gate. He peered around the edge and saw the front of a black SUV, like the one driven by the men who had tried to waylay him and Lora the night before. Two men stepped through the gate, one of them the man who had waved the gun at them to pull over. Only thirty or so, he had thinning black hair on top. He walked with a pronounced limp and a constant grimace on his face. Sam remembered the other man calling him Larson, assuming the other man had driven the SUV the night before. The second man wore a sling on his arm. Both had taken bullets, but here they were for another try at the computer card. “They’re the guys who work for the senator,” Sam whispered to Simone. “That means Knox told them we would be here, so he knows we were following him.” “Yep. So much for a surprise attack.” The sun had disappeared, and they would have only a few more minutes of light.
