Test decided to surprise Pratt. Catch the target unaware. She thought about doing it alone. Decided against it. She’d agreed to work together; she needed to honor it, even if Rath did not.
She phoned Rath and informed him of what she’d discovered, and her plan to surprise Pratt.
“Tomorrow?” he said. “We need to meet with Preacher’s other prison buddy, Glade, in Concord. We can’t sit on that.”
“We will, first thing, day after. And I’ll put Larkin and another officer on alternating shifts on the main drag out of Forgotten Gorge Road. Preacher won’t be able make a move. I expect the affidavit to be processed and Preacher made an official material witness any time. When it is, we haul him in and keep him for seventy-two.”
“What time do we hit the road for Pratt.”
“Before first light. This fog is a bitch.”