Chapter 44

• "A sneaky dick he is really," Antoinette drawled tiredly, watching the man on the screen jeer at her mother. "You've gotten his whereabouts?" she asked, turning to stare at Lizzie, who stood at ease beside her.
• They were in her airy, clean tech office, watching the footage from the guard's camera. Johnson's face was prominent on the palm top in her hand, with information and details about him printed beside him.
• "Sure, he would be at his retirement party this evening," Lizzie paused, her eyes rapidly scanning the tab in her hand. "Shall we take him before then, or attend his party, or abduct him then?"