Thera spent a restless night at the hotel after talking to Corrigan, then set out just before dawn for Chain, a town southeast of Taegu. She’d been using the rental for a while now; she decided she would change cars in Taegu, just in case someone had developed an interest.
Someone like Park, though he showed no sign of it. Her room hadn’t been bugged, and she wasn’t being followed.
She wished she were. Then at least she would feel as if she were on the right track.
Park had to know something about Ferguson; he simply had to.
As she saw the sign for the highway, Thera had an urge to take the ramp north and head up to Park’s estate. She could see herself grabbing the old bastard and holding a gun to his mouth. She’d make him tell her where Ferguson was, or she’d shoot him.
She’d shoot him anyway.
Gritting her teeth, Thera bypassed the ramp, heading south toward Chain like she was supposed to.