Undertow
““I haven’t heard anything,” I tell him. “But I was out of town, so I might have missed it.”
“You haven’t missed anything,” he says. “Only two of five access points are done. We’ve got a few weeks, I imagine. But I’ve already warned the guy on my end. We just need to say the word.”
“Is he a cop?” I ask hopefully.
“No, just someone pretty plugged in around here. He’ll stake it out once you have some idea when it’s going to happen,” Peter says. “He’s thrilled we’re getting inside information.”
I grow still. “You’re not going to tell him who it is, are you?” I stammer. “That would make things a little awkward on my end.”
He rests a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “Don’t worry, Maura. No one will ever know.”
I pray he’s right. Because it could make for a very uncomfortable summer if he’s not.
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