Chapter forty nine

The sun hung low in the sky when Sinclair and Jeremy finally arrived at a private place to 'talk' like Sinclair had put it.

Jeremy knew why the lawyer had insisted that they leave the office, the whole place was compromised. From the destruction to breaking into the archive, it was clear that whoever had sent Joseph or worked with him - as Sinclair had pointed out - was looking for more than just a recorder, they wanted much more.

The house before then was semi-detached, Sinclair drove behind the yard and disappeared from sight, no doubt trying to hit his ride and so Jeremy followed suit, parking just behind him.

Sinclair got out of the car and slammed it shut after dropping his suit on the seat and uncuffing his sleeves.

Jeremy marveled at how the man managed to remain considerably calm despite the events of the day. He felt bad, he knew that Sinclair needed rest, especially since his case was the next day.

Jeremy swung out of the car and said to him, "We can do this another day