The Planck Factor - Chapter 18

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Jessica

It felt like an eon had passed before I closed the phone and put it down. The last thing I wanted was for Liz to get involved in this. She had nothing to do with it—whatever it was.

The threat was clearly intended to intimidate me. It worked. I planned our meeting. Assuming the caller was a man, I should pick a public place with lots of people around. Navy Memorial. I’d met Liz there for lunch a couple of times. There was a Metro stop close by an amphitheater of steps arranged around a fountain where people gathered for lunch.

The phone rang and I jumped. That hadn’t been ten minutes. The caller ID showed that it was Liz. My finger wavered over the button, until the fourth ring when I pushed it.