It finally came at half past nine.“Are you alone?”“Apart from the blonde cheerleaders.”Elza’s mouth twisted in a sneer.“Very witty; I hope you’re still laughing in an hour’s time. Now, follow my instructions. Put the numbers I gave you into your computer and another message will come up containing a code. Key it into your car’s GPS and follow the directions as you go.”Mitchell gripped the phone in fury.“If you’d just given me an address I could have gone there directly from home, instead of all this bloody subterfuge.”“You like subterfuge, remember? You were bred for it. Besides, we have our reasons.”The line clicked off and Mitchell shook his head, wondering what Elza had meant. She seemed to get some sort of kick from all this cloak and dagger stuff. Mitchell got the code then went to the Lexus and tapped it into the GPS, waiting for a map to pop up. Instead directions to Miele Park in the Bronx appeared. Mitchell was puzzled; it wouldn’t take him an hour to get there.
