“I can tell you where it is,” Phillip finally said, “But it won’t do you any good.”
Amber folded her hands in front of her. Anal sex You’re not in any danger. “Don’t worry about him. They do a retinal and fingerprint scan.”
“Unfortunate but not impossible,” Amber said, picking up her phone. The door closed behind him, and the lock clicked in place. He was paper-white and looked like he was about to show her what he’d eaten for lunch as he stared at the soon-to-be remains of his charge. Despite the blood on the clothes and papers, she packed them, preferring not to leave them behind. She glanced at the floor to see a pool of blood slowly creeping toward her and stepped around the side of the table, careful to not get any on her shoes. He finally tore his gaze from the body. “May I ask why?”
“I have to be there to get it,” Phillip said. Place any keys, phone, rings… all that goes in one of those trays.”
“Of course,” Amber said, complying.
