Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Tabby

Wednesday. Kensico Dam Plaza, White Plains, NY.

TABBY SAT ON THE picnic bench staring off at people jogging the trail around the historic park. When they'd set off that morning for the shop she'd expected more excitement. Maybe a little danger to rival the failed kidnapping attempt on her that she still knew nothing about. She'd dressed for that in boots, black jeans and a dark maroon top. Instead they'd made a purchase, she'd passed a coded note to the attendant and fifteen minutes after they'd left she'd gotten a call on her burner phone to arrange a meeting.

She should have realized when the meeting didn't have a time attached to it that things weren't going to match what was in her head.

Jamie reclined back against the table, his elbows up and like her he watched the people.

The FBI and the others weren't there in body, but their unending chatter thanks to the earpiece meant Tabby couldn't even talk to Jamie and take advantage of their privacy.