Rosina had fallen asleep on the bed, after crying for two solid hours. He’d waited until she’d fallen asleep. He was wide awake from his long rest on the plane, and he was bent and bound to do something about the threat that had befallen his family, his wife. He got up, put on his shoes, and walked to the door. When he opened it, a new FBI man stood there. “Do you need anything?” Darwin stepped out into the hallway. “Actually, yes,” he said, and closed his door behind him. “Sir, don’t do that. You’re not supposed to be in the hallway. Can I have your room key please?” “Oh, damn, I left it inside.” “Okay, stay here. Don’t move. I’ll radio down and have another one brought up. In the meantime, I’ll keep you behind me while I watch the hall.” “That won’t be necessary.” “Sir?” “I’m leaving.” “I’m afraid I can’t allow that.” “Well, you don’t really have a choice, do you? I’m not a prisoner. I’ve broken no laws.
