Page 98 of Fatal Betrayal

"I saw two guys in ski masks."

"I hope Ivy wasn't hurt."

"I doubt it. She's probably in on whatever is going on."

"She didn't sound completely in the know, but she knew something."

"You were right about Daniel," Cooper said. "He's involved in this, too. Neil had no idea how many people in his intimate circle of employees were going to betray him." He blew out a breath. "I need to talk to Neil. He probably thinks I deserted him."

"My team will be keeping him in the loop," she assured him.

"I'm supposed to be his eyes and ears. Anyway, where am I going? I feel like we need to regroup. Should we go to another motel? I'm not sure we have enough cash, especially since we'll probably need to get gas at some point. We may need to risk using an ATM."

"I need to think for a minute." She tucked her hair behind her ears as she considered their options. Cooper was right. They needed a safe place to regroup and one that didn't require a lot of cash. She also wanted some resources. "I need computer access and wi-fi. I need to know more about the lawyer, about the store, about Natasha, Ivy, everyone. But I don't think I should go into the office."

"I don't, either. People are finding us too easily. How did they know we were at the attorney's office?"

"Maybe they followed us from the store."

"Or they had someone watching the lawyer's office and called it in when we showed up."

"That's probably what happened," she said, feeling like Cooper's head was surprisingly a little clearer than hers.

"I have an idea," he said suddenly. "You won't like it."

"Then maybe you should keep it to yourself."

"We should go to your old house."

"No way. We don't go anywhere that's tied to either of us."

"I'm not talking about a long stay, but we can't keep driving around. Your father isn't home. You said he left on a trip. I'm guessing that he probably hides the spare key in the same place he always did. And I remember him keeping cash in his drawer to pay the housekeeper and the gardener."

She frowned, absolutely hating his idea as he'd known she would.

"He also has your box of stuff in his house, the old journals you wrote when you were first working on Hannah's case," Cooper added. "Maybe there's a clue there. Maybe you wrote down something about Burnett."

"My dad would hate me breaking into his house, Cooper."

"Does that really bother you?" he challenged. "Doesn't he owe you, Andi?"

She shook her head in bemusement. "I bet you got an A in whatever psychology class taught you how to manipulate someone."

"I did, but I've also known what your hot buttons are for a very long time."

"I hate that, too."

"I know," he said with a laugh.

"You should not be laughing, Cooper. We were almost killed."

"But we didn't die, and that makes me feel good."

"That's the adrenaline."

"It's quite a high," he admitted.

"You will come down."