Page 162 of Destroyer
“One was out on parole. The other two had been arrested and jailed, but released after serving time.”
“Where are they now?” Sydney asked.
“In jail, no bond,” Caroline replied.
“I’m relieved they got picked up,” Sydney said. “We have news that’s mind-blowing.”
“You eloped,” Caroline said.
Sydney and Teddy laughed. “No,” they answered.
“Stryker’s IDware found a recent pic of Haqazzii,” Teddy said. “Do you want the good news first or the bad news?”
Greystone chuckled. “You choose.”
“Turns out,” Teddy continued, “Sydney and Caroline’s cousin is in the pic.”
“What?” Caroline blurted. “Our cousin Robby?”
“Yup,” Sydney replied.
“Are you sure?” Caroline asked.
“I uploaded the pic to the portal,” Teddy said.
“Got it,” Greystone said.
“Those men are in the Haqazzii terror cell,” Caroline said.
“Look in the background,” Sydney said.
“Whoa, thatisRobby,” Caroline said.
“About Robby Waters,” Teddy said. “We’ve played poker together.”
“I’m impressed,” Caroline said. “Our cousin’s a pro.”
“No,” Teddy said. “He’s terribleandhe’s using an alias—Burt Goodson.”
“Car, that’s his family’s summer cabin,” Sydney said.
“Hmm,” Caroline replied. “Didn’t Robby say his uncle sold it? It could be a different one.”
“Or the background is AI,” Greystone added.
“My gut says that’s his family’s cabin, so Tank and I are trying to find out who owns it,” Sydney said.
“Gotcha,” Greystone said. “When are you doing the dry run for tomorrow’s event?”
“Later,” Teddy replied.
“Good luck and keep us posted,” Greystone said, before ending the call.
“I’ll look for aerial footage of the cabin,” Teddy said.
They grew silent while they worked.
Teddy pulled up Lake Willow through Google Maps, but the picture had been taken in the summer, so the dense foliage made it impossible to see most of the homes. So, Teddy did what he does best. He hacked into the tax records. After an exhaustive search that required a large bowl of ice cream for fuel, he found his answer.
