'If this is a classified file, a standard card reader won't be any use.'
She thought for a moment, then sent a text message to Sean Quinn: [I have the army chess piece. There's a memory card inside, but my phone can't read it.]
Sean Quinn replied quickly: [Where are you? I'll come find you.]
Stella Lockwood sent him her location.
Sean Quinn: [See you in an hour.]
Stella Lockwood: [Okay.]
*
Half an hour later, a man in a black suit hurried into the coffee shop and came to the table where Stella Lockwood was sitting. "Are you Miss Stella?"
Even though she was tucked away in a corner and wearing sunglasses, the man recognized her at a glance.
She took off her sunglasses and sized him up warily. He was young, with an unfamiliar face. She was certain she had never seen this face before, neither in her past life nor her current one. "And you are...?"
