“No apology necessary. You can’t be expected to know everything.”
“I’m glad they called me.”
“So am I.”
“Have you had any luck in finding this Rodriguez fellow?”
“I’m working on it. One of the men who, ah, detained us says he may be speaking to him, and he’ll try to find out where he is. There are some Arab gentlemen involved, apparently.”
“I have heard of these people, and I would be pleased to see them caught and put into prison.”
“If we can get a location on them, that could very well happen. I’d be grateful to hear of any information that might come your way.”
“Of course. I’ll call you.”
“Thank you again for saving our lives, Eduardo.”
“Please, I was happy to.”
They both hung up, and now Stone was tired. He went upstairs, got undressed, and got into bed with Holly, who was sleeping as if drugged. Soon, he was, too.
Stone got up at mid-morning the following day and found Holly still sleeping. He reached out to give Daisy a pat, then remembered she was in Florida with Ham. Then he sat up in bed, wide awake.
He got into a robe, went downstairs, and called Ham.
“Hello?”
“Ham, it’s Stone Barrington.”
“How you doing, Stone?”
“I’m okay, and so is Holly. She’s still asleep.”
“What’s up?”
“We’ve had a brush with Trini, and I think you ought to be on the lookout for his people around your place.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I think maybe you might think about changing locations. Why don’t you move into Holly’s place until we can nail this guy?”
“You really think he might be a threat to us here?”
“I do.”
“What does Holly think?”
“I don’t want to wake her to ask, but I think she’d agree with me.”
“All right, we’ll throw some things in a bag and go over there.”
“Thanks, Ham, I’d feel better if you did. Please give my best to Ginny.”
“Sure thing. Bye.” Ham hung up.
Stone went back upstairs, feeling he had done all he could for the moment.
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