4
Raines was quiet on the drive back from the compound and his passenger seemed content to watch the scenery pass by.
‘When do you leave?’ Raines asked finally as they passed the first sign for Denver.
The passenger smiled.
‘I know that you don’t like me,’ he said.
‘Is it that obvious?’
‘It doesn’t matter. We don’t have to be friends.’
‘We won’t be.’
‘I like it that we are able to define our relationship now. So there are no misunderstandings later.’
Raines glanced sideways at him but said nothing.
‘So you’ll do it?’ Raines asked. ‘I mean, we’re in business.’
‘Yes. We are most definitely in business.’