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“Nope. But I think Kean’s been sharing some of your secrets.”

“Ahhh. That makes sense. Truthfully, I can’t think of anyone I’d rather have look after Kean, especially after my last Skype with Ruby. Her father is left with a long-term disability and she says there’s no possibility of her being able to leave him. She’s also started working in her community, setting up help for the street kids there. I think she’s home now.”

He searched her eyes and she opened to him. “It’s okay. I told her she must stay where she’s happy. But that does leave me without someone to be with Kean after school hours.”

“Guess you can stop worrying.” He brushed the tendrils of hair away from her cheeks. “Did I just see you fall? It looked like you did.”

“Right! I almost forgot. I need to talk.” She led him to the chairs where they could watch out the window and she took the seat across from him, not trusting herself to be any closer.

She explained the conversation she’d overheard, and about Yasir and Leah’s plans for this evening. Then she showed him the footage she’d taken with her phone. Together they downloaded the video and then sent it to the office so it could be passed through the computers there for facial recognition. They needed to know if any of the people in the pictures were known to the FBI.

Once they’d decided to take her vehicle to follow the others later, he led her to the door. “I got a couple of hours, now it’s your turn. Go lie down, baby. You must be tired if a sidewalk can trip you.”

She laughed. “I didn’t trip. Well, not by accident. I wanted to get hold of the parcel I told you about, that those two people earlier gave to Yasir.”

“You devious little devil!” He laughed loudly, his eyes sparkling with humor. “What did you find out?”

She kissed his cheek and opened the door, then stopped before leaving the room. “As far as I could make out, it felt like a couple of passports. I find that rather interesting, don’t you? Wake me when Janna comes to call.”


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