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“How will we find him?” Jonathan asked.

“Look in the backseat and get my laptop,” said Emma.

Jonathan found the computer and turned it on. “Same password?”

“Same one. You know that you scared the hell out of everyone by cracking that code. They’re going to have to redesign the entire Intelink system because of you.”

“I don’t know whether that’s good or bad.”

They were driving beside the Lake of Zurich. It was six o’clock. Lights sparkled along the hillside like a fairy-tale landscape. During the ride down the mountain, she’d finally opened up and began to talk. If she wouldn’t tell him about everything she’d done in the past, she was more forthcoming about how she’d found him and about John Austen’s plan to shoot down the plane. It was a first step in repairing the split between them.

Emma instructed him how to open the software program. The laptop’s screen filled with a detailed map of Switzerland. She told him to enter the letters “VD.”

A flashing red dot appeared near the outskirts of Zurich. The map zoomed in until it reached street level.

“What is it?” he asked.

“LoJack on steroids,” said Emma. “I put a tracker on von Daniken’s car three days ago. I needed to keep tabs on him. The signal from his car is sent to a satellite and bounced right back down to us.”

“You’ve been busy.”

Emma smiled cryptically. “Where is he?”

“Close.”

“Glattbrugg?”

Jonathan studied the map. “How did you know?”

“Shit.” Emma punched the accelerator.

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