Chapter 39

• They’d been driving for almost an hour now, and for the most part, were silent. She wasn’t sure if the tension was from digesting information or the fact that they still hadn’t heard from Kenzo. Was everything going okay for the teams? She hated not being in the loop of information. She looked over to see Tripp ultra-focused on the road, his grip on the steering wheel wasn’t as relaxed as he was attempting to make it look, and his knuckles were white. “Was tonight a big op?”
• He glanced at her for a millisecond and then back to the road, “I don’t have details, just that they’d stepped it up.”
• “Maybe they split the teams to hit more at once.” She hoped it was something like that and everything had gone okay.