Chapter 37

• “Is it just me or is there something a bit off about the members of the surveillance team?” It was a sad attempt at changing the heavy mood. He got in and looked at the steering wheel. He’d missed his ride with its comfortable seats and dark windows.
• Amari got in and closed her door, “have you met the rest of us? Name one member of any of the teams that seems normal.”
• Tripp inhaled slowly as he thought, exhaling, he shrugged, “okay, you got me there.” He grinned and turned the key.