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“No,” I say.

“She may be able to tell us where the men are.”

“She may also make them realize we’re closer than they think.”

“Navarro already knows we flew here.”

“He doesn’t know we landed.”

The timer changes.

Fourteen minutes becomes ten.

Sage grabs the seat.

“He’s doing it again.”

My phone rings.

Navarro.

I answer.

“Campbell.”

“Where are you?”

“On my way.”

“You have ten minutes.”

“You need to give me enough time to reach the depot.”

“You had ninety.”

“You changed the timer.”

“I changed my mind.”

In the background, I hear a train horn.

Not through Sally’s phone.

Through Navarro’s.

Taylor hears it too.

His fingers move over the computer.

“You’re close,” I say.

Navarro becomes quiet.

“You’re trying to keep me talking.”

“I’m trying to keep Sally alive.”

“No. You’re trying to find me.”