Quentin were all here together. And people tied up with washcloths balled up in

their mouths so they couldn’t cry out and warn someone.” “So Paul was holding

them both? And now where are they? Did he take them somewhere?” Puller nodded.

“It’s certainly possible. Maybe to get to Building Q?

 

To get to Jericho?” “Okay, but if so, how do we get in there without an invite?”

“Maybe we need to make our own invitation.” “How?” “We have a two-hour drive to

come up with one.”

 

Chapter 64

 

ROGERS SLOWLY OPENED his eyes. He felt like a tank round had been fired right

next to his brain. Cloudy, fuzzy, unfocused. Like he and Johnnie Walker Black

had been on a drinking binge for a month.

 

And he couldn’t move his arms or legs.

 

Slap.

 

The hand hit him lightly on the jaw.

 

He blinked rapidly and focused on the person next to him.

 

Claire Jericho stared back at him.